I8& / ynt/C WESLEYAN METHODIST HYMN BOOK: COMPRISING THE COLLECTION BY THE REV. JOHN WESLEY, A.M., WITH MISCELLANEOUS HYMNS SUITABLE FOE LONDON: WESLEYAN REFORM BOOK ROOM, AND METHODIST FREE CHURCH DEP(5t. 8, EXETER HALL, STRAND. 1869. PNTE\KD AT STATIONIES* HALL. LONDON : PRINTED BT WILLIAM CLOWES AND SONS. STAMFORD STREEf. ADVERTISEMENT. This edition of the Wesleyan Methodist Hymn Book has been prepared by the Rev. James Everett, in accordance with a resolution passed at a meeting of Wesleyan Delegates held in Sheffield, August, 1852. It is designed to meet the necessities of a very large number of Meth- odists, who, by the extraordinary proceedings of the Wesleyan Conference, have been driven into a state of temporary separation from that body. This book will be found to possess advantages which render it superior to all similar Collections hitherto published for the use of the people called Methodists. The only variation between this edition and that in general use, will bo found in what has hitherto been termed the " Supplement." The general title, " Miscellaneous Hymns," has been adopted ; and a few omissions have been deemed desirable, — special care having been taken, how- ever, to substitute hymns of equal, if not supe- rior worth. Some additions have also been made j amongst which ure several hymns by IV ADVERTISEMENT. Charles Wesley, never before published, and a number of hymns for the use of Sunday Schools. A few verbal alterations, and various improve- ments in the general arrangement, will also be noticed. The name of the author, when known, has been prefixed to each hymn; and by consult- ing the valuable Index of Eeference at the end of the book, the source from which every hymn has been derived will be readily ascertained. No pains have been spared to render this book complete, and in every respect acceptable to those for whose use it is intended. The portrait of John Wesley is engraved from a miniature by Miss M. Jones, after a painting by Romney. The Rev. Henry Moore, and the Rev. Joseph Sutcliffe, M. A., who were personally acquainted with Mr. Wesley have pronounced this the best likeness extant. General W. E. Committee-E«om, No. 11, Exeter-Hall, London, July 1, 186.% PREFACE. 1. For many years I have been importuned to publlaT; such a Hymn-Book as might be generally used in ail our congregations throughout Great Britain and Ireland. 1 have hitherto withstood the importunity, as I believed such a publication was needless, considering the various hymn- books which my brother and I have published within these last forty yeais past ; so that it may be doubted whether any religious community in the world has a greater variety of them. 2. But it has been answered, " Such a publication is highly needful on this very account; for the greater part of the people, being poor, are not able to purchase so many books : and those that have purchased them are, as it were, be- wildered in the immense variety. A proper collection of hymns for general use, carefully made out of all these books, is therefore still wanting ; and one comprised in so moderate a compass, as to be neither cumbersome nor expensive." 3. It has been replied, " Tou have such a Collection already, (entitled ' Hymns and Spiritual Songs,) which I extracted several years ago from a variety of hymn-books." But it is objected, " This is in the other extreme ; it is far too small. It does not, it cannot, in so nairrow a compass, contain variety enough: not so much as we want, among whom singing makes so considerable a part of the public service. What we want is, a Collection not too large, that it maybe cheap and portable; nor too small, that it may contain a sufficient variety for all ordinary occasions." 4. Such a hymn-book you have now before you. It is not so large as to be either cumbersome or expensive ; and it is large enough to contain such a variety of hymns as will not Boon be worn threadbare. It is large enough to contain all the important truths of our holy religion, whether speculative VI PREFACE. or practical ; yea, to illustrate them all, and to prove them both by Scripture and reason : and this is done in a regular order. The hymns are not carelessly jumbled together, but carefully ranged under proper heads, according to the ex- perience of real Christians. So that this book is, in effect, a little body of experimental and practical divinity. 5. As but a small part of these hymns is of my own composing, I do not think it inconsistent with modesty to declare, that I am persuaded no such hymn-book as this has yet been published in the English language. In what other publication of the kind have you so distinct and full an account of scriptural Christianity? such a declaration of the heights and depths of religion, speculative and practical? so strong cautions against the most plausible errors ; particu- larly those that are now most prevalent ? and so clear directions for making your calling and election sure ; for perfecting holiness in the fear of God ? 6. May I be permitted to add a few words with regard to the poetry1* Then I will speak to those who are judges thereof, with all freedom and unreserve. To these I may say, without offence, 1. In these hymns there is no doggerel; no botches ; nothing put in to patch up the rhyme ; no feeble expletives. 2. Here is nothing turgid or bombastic, on the one hand, or low and creeping, on the other. 3. Here are no cant expressions ; no words without meaning. Those who impute this to us know not what thny say. We talk common sense, both in prose and verse, and use no word but in a fixed and determinate sense. Here are, allow me to say, both the purity, the strength, and the elegauce of the English language; and, at the came time, the utmost simplicity and plainness, suited to every capacity. Lastly, I desire men of taste to judge, (these are the oniy competent judges,) whether there be not in some of the following hymns the true spirit of poetry, such as cannot be acquired by art and labocu out must be the gift of nature. By labour a man may become a tolerable iraiUta* PREFACE. Vll of Spencer, Shakespeare, or Milton ; and may heap together pretty compound epithets, as pale-eyed, meek-eyed, and the like ; hut unless he he born a poet, he -will never attain the genuine spirit of poetry. 7. And here I beg leave to mention a thought which has been long upon my mind, and which I should long ago have inserted in the public papers, had I not been unwilling to stir up a nest of hornets. Many gentlemen have done my brother and me (tbough without naming us) the honour to reprint many of our hymns. Now they are perfectly wel- come so to do, provided they print them just as they are. But I desire they would not attempt to mend them : for they really are not able. None of them is able to mend either the sense or the verse. Therefore, I must beg of them one of these two favours : either to let them stand just as they are, to take them for better for worse ; or to add the true reading in the margin, or at the bottom of the page ; that we may no longer be accouutable either for thj nonsense or for the doggerel of other men. 8. But to return. That which is of infinitely more mo- ment than the spirit of poetry, is the spirit of piety. And I trust, all persons of real judgment will find this breath- ing through the whole Collection. It is in thi3 view chiefly, that I would recommend it to every truly pious reader, as a means of raising or quickening the spirit of devotion ; of confirming his faith ; of enlivening his hope and of kindling and increasing his love to God ana man. When Poetry thus keeps its place, as the handmaid of Piety, it shall attain, not a poor perishable wreath, but a crown that fadeth not away. London, Oct. 20, 1779. JOHN WESLEY. N. B. The Miscellaneous Hymns at the end of this hook, and a few others distinguished by the prefix of an asterisk, which are inserted in this edition, were not in the editions published during the life of Mr Wesley. CONTENTS. part first. Page SECTION 1 Exhorting Sinners to return to God 't II. Describing, 1. The Pleasantness of Reli- gion; 2. The Goodness of God; 3. Death; 4. Judgment; 5. Heaven; 6. Hell 17—81 III. Praying for a Blessing 82 PART SECOND. SECTION I. Describing Formal Religion 90 II. Inward Religion 9F PART THIRD. SECTION I. Praying for Repentance 93 II. For Mourners convinced of Sin 106 III. For Persons convinced of Backsliding .. 165 IV. For Backsliders recovered 177 PART FOURTH. SECTION I. For Believers Rejoicing 185 II. Fighting 253 III. Praying 283 IV. Watching 294 V. — Working 307 VI. Suffering 313 VI T. Seeking for full Redemption 322 VIII. Saved 396 IX. — — ■ Interceding for the World 414 PART FIFTH. SECTION T. For the Society Meeting 447 II. Giving Thanks 455 III. Praying 463 IV. Parting 496 Miscellaneous Hymns 505 Hymns for Sunday Schools 761 & COLLECTION OF HYMNS PART I. CONTAINING INTRODUCTORY HYMNS. SECTION I. EXHORTING SINNERS TO RETURN TO GOD. c. wesley.J HYMN 1. a m. (9)* 1 /""\ FOR a thousand tongues to sing \Jr My great Redeemer's praise ! The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace ! 2 My gracious Master, and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad The honours of thy Name. 8 Jesus ! the Name that charms our feav^ That bids our sorrows cease ; Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of cancell'd sin, He sets the prisoner free ; His blood can make the foulest clean, His blood avail'd for me. & He speaks, — and, listening to his voice, New life the dead receive ; The mournful, broken hearts rejoice ; The humble poor believe. * See Table, for Works of Reference, shewing frcwi whence the Hymn hits bsen taken. B 8 EXHORTING SINNERS 6 Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb, Your loosen'd tongues employ ; Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, And leap, ye lame, for joy. 7 Look unto him, ye nations ; own You0 Haste to the supper of my Lord ; Be wise to know your gracious day ; All things are ready, come away ! 2 Ready the Father is to own And kiss his late-returning son : Ready your loving Saviour stands, And spreads for you Iris bleeding hands. 3 Ready the Spirit of his Love, Just now the stony to remove ; To apply and witness with the blood, And wash and seal the sons of God. 4 Ready for you the angels wait, To triumph in your blest estate : Tuning their harps, they long to praise The wonders of redeeming grace. 5 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Are ready, with their shining host : All heaven is ready to resound, "The dead's alive ! the lost is found i " 6 Come, then, ye sinners, to your Lord, In Christ to paradise restored ; His proffer'd benefits embrace, The plenitude of gospel grace : 7 A pardon written with his blood, The favour and the peace of God ; 16 EXHORTING SINNERS TO RETURN TO SOD The seeing eye, the feeling sense, The mystic joys of penitence : 8 The godly grief, the pleasing smart, The meltings of a oroken heart ; The tears that tell your sins forgiven, The sighs that waft your souls to heaven 9 The guiltless shame, the sweet distress; The unutterable tenderness ; The genuine, meek humility ; The wonder, " AVhy such love tome!" 10 The o'erwhelming power of saving grace, The sight that veils the seraph's face ; The speechless awe that dares not move, And all the silent heaven of- love. c.weslev.] HYMN 10. lO's&ll's. (18) John vii. 37. 1 XTE thirsty for God, To Jesus give ear, _L And take, through his blood, A power to draw near; His kind invitation, Ye sinners, embrace, Accepting salvation, Salvation by grace. 2 Sent down from above, Who governs the skies, In vehement love To sinners he cries, "Drink into my Spirit, "Who happy would be, And all things inherit, By coming to me." 3 O Saviour of all, Thy word we believe, And come at thy call, Thy grace to receive : The blessing is given Wherever thou art, The earnest of heaven Is love in the heart. 4 To us, at thy feet, The Comforter give, Who gasp to admit Thy Spirit, and live ; The weakest believers Acknowledge for thine. And fill us with rivers Of water divine ! G' THE PLEASANTNESS OF RELIGION. 17 C, ITE8LEY.] HYMN 11. L. M. (20,21) 2 Cor.v. 20. OD, the offended God Most High, Ambassadors to rebels sends ; His messengers bis place supply, And Jesus begs us to be friends. 2 Us, in the stead of Christ, they pray, Us, in the stead of God, entreat, To cast our arms, our sins away, And find forgiveness at bis feet. 3 Our God in Christ ! thine embassy, And proffer'd mercy, we embrace ; And gladly reconciled to thee, Thy condescending mercy praise. 4 Poor debtors, by our Lord's request, A full acquittance we receive ! And criminals, with pardon blest, We, at our Judge's instance, live ! SECTION II DESCRIBING THE PLEASANTNESS OF RELIGION. DR. WATTS.] HYMN 12. ' S.M. (29: 1 flOME, ye that love the Lord, \J And let your joys be known ; Join in a song with sweet accord, While ye surround his throne : Let those refuse to sing, Who never knew our God ; But servants of the Heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 18 THE PLEASANTNESS OF RELIGION. 2 The God that rales on high, That all the earth surveys, That rides upon the stormy sky, And calms the roaring seas j This awful God is ours, Our Father and our Love ; He will send down his heavenly powers,. To carry us above. 3 There we shall see his face, And never, never sin ; There, from the rivers of his grace, Drink endless pleasures in : Yea, and before we rise To that immortal state, The thoughts of such amazing bliss Should constant joys create. 4 The men of grace have found Glory begun below ; Celestial fruit on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow : Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry : We're marching through Jmmanuel's ground, To fairer worlds on high. 3 wESLEr.] HYMN 13. 7's. 1 TTAPPY soul, that, free from harms. jLL Bests within his Shepherd's arms Who his quiet shall molest ? AVho shall violate his rest ? Jesus doth his spirit bear : Jesus takes his every care : He who found the wandering sheep, Jesus, still delights to keep. THE PLEASANTNESS OF RELIGION. 19 2 0 that I might so believe, steadfastly to Jesus cleave ; On his only love rely, Smile at the destroyer nigh : Free from sin and servile fear, Have my Jesus ever near ; All his care rejoice to prove ; All his paradise of love I 3 Jesus seek thy wandering sheep, Bring me back, and lead, and keep ; Take on thee my every care ; Bear me, on thy bosom bear : Let me know my Shepherd's voice, More and more in thee rejoice ; More and more of thee receive ; Ever in thy Spirit live : 4 Live, till all thy life I know, Perfect, through my Lord, below : Gladly then from earth remove, Gather'd to the fold above : O that I at last may stand With the sheep at thy right hand; Take the crown so freely given, Enter in by thee to heaven ! c. wesley.] HYMN 14. l. m. (15,37) Prov. iii. 13. 1 "I IAPPY the man that finds the grace, _LJ_ The blessing of God's chosen race, The wisdom coming from above, The faith that sweetly works by love. 2 Happy, beyond description, he Who knows " the Saviour died for me ! " The gift unspeakable obtains, And heavenly understanding gains 20 THE PLEASANTNESS OF RELIGION. 3 Wisdom divine ! Who tells the price Of Wisdom's costly merchandise ? Wisdom to silver we prefer, And gold is dross compared to her. 4 Her hands are fill'd with length of days, True riches, and immortal praise ; Riches of Christ, on all hestow'd, And honour that descends from God. 5 To purest joys she all invites, Chaste, holy, spiritual delights ; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her flowery paths are peace., 6 Happy the man who Wisdom gains ; Thrice happy, who his guest retains ! He owns, and shall for ever own, Wisdom, and Christ, and Heaven are one. c.wesley.] HYMN 15. cm. (25) 1 "TTAPPY the souls to Jesus join'd, JO_ And saved hy grace alone : Walking in all his ways, they find Their heaven on earth hegun. 2 The church triumphant in thy love, Their mighty joys we know ; They sing the Lamb in hymns above, And we in hymns below. 3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praise, And bow before thy throne ; We in the kingdom of thy grace ; The kingdoms are but one. i The holy to the holiest leads ; From thence our spirits rise : And he that in thy statutes treads, Shall meet thee in the skies. THE PLEASANTNESS OP RELIGION. 21 WESLEY.] HYMN 16. L.M. (11,32) Primitive Christianity. PART I. 1 TTAPPY the souls that first believed, XJ_ To Jesus and each other cleaved ; Join'd by the unction from above, In mystic fellowship of love. 2 Meek, simple followers of the Lamb, They lived, and spake, and thought the same; They joyfully conspired to raise Their ceaseless sacrifice of praise. S With grace abundantly endued, A pure, believing multitude, They all were of one heart and soul, And only love inspired the whole. 4 0 what an age of golden days ! 0 what a choice, peculiar race ! Wash'd in the Lamb's all-cleansing blood Anointed Kings and Priests to God ! 5 Where shall I wander now to find The successors they left behind ? The faithful, whom I seek in vain, Are 'minish'd from the sons of men. 6 Ye different sects, who all declare, " Lo, here is Christ," or, " Christ is there ! n Your stronger proofs divinely give, And show me where the Christians live. 7 Your claim, alas ! ye cannot prove ; Ye want the genuine mark of love : Thou only, Lord, thine own canst show ; For sure thou hast a church below. 8 The gates of hell cannot prevail ; The church on earth can never fail : 22 THE PLEASANTNESS OF RELIGION. Ah ! join me to thy secret ones ! Ah ! gather all th)r living stones ! 9 Scatter'd o'er all the earth they lie, Till thou collect them with thine eye- Draw by the music of thy Name, And charm into a beauteous frame. i 0 For this the pleading Spirit groans, And cries in all thy banish' d ones ; Greatest of gifts, thy love impart, And make us of one mind and heart. 11 Join every soul that looks to thee, In bonds of perfect charity ; Now, Lord, the glorious fulness give, And all in all for ever live ! D. WESLEY.] HYMN 17. L.M. (11) PART II. JESUS, from whom all blessings flow, Great Builder of thy church below ; If now thy Spirit moves my breast, Hear, and fulfil thine own request ! 2 The few that truly call thee Lord, And wait thy sanctifying word, And thee their utmost Saviour own ; Unite and perfect them in one. 3 O let them all thy mind express, Stand forth thy chosen witnesses : Thy power unto salvation show, And perfect holiness below. 4 In them let all mankind behold, How Christians lived in days of old; Mighty their envious foes to move, A proverb of reproach — and love. THE PLEASANTNESS OF RELIGION. 23 5 Call them into thy wondrous light, Worthy to walk with thee in white ! •Make up thy jewels, Lord, and show The glorious, spotless church below ! 6 From every sinful wrinkle free, Redeem' d from all iniquity, The fellowship of saints make known ; And, O my God, might I be one ! 7 0 might my lot be cast with these ; The least of Jesu's witnesses : O that my Lord would count me meet To wash his dear disciples' feet ' 8 This only thing do I require : Thou know'st 'tis all my heart's desire, Freely what I receiye to give, _ The servant of thy church to live : 9 After my lowly Lord to go, And wait upon thy saints below ; Enjoy the grace to angels given, And serve the royal heirs of heaven. 10 Lord, if I now thy drawings feel, And ask according to thy will, Confirm the prayer, the seal impart, And speak the answer to my heart. 1 1 Tell me, or thou shalt never go, " Thy prayer is heard ; it shall be so !" The word hath pass'd thy lips, and I Shall with thy people live and die. c. wesley.1 HYMN 18. 7's & 6's. (22} AKER, Saviour of mankind, Who hast on me bestow'd An immortal soul, design'd To he the house of God : 'M 24: THE PLEASANTNESS 01 RELIGION. Come, and now reside in me, Never, never to remove ; Make me just, and good, like thee, And full of power and love. 2 Bid me in thine image rise, A saint, a creature new ; True, and merciful, and wise, And pure, and happy too : This thy primitive design, That I should hi thee he hlest ; Should, within the arms divine, For ever, ever rest. 3 Let thy will on me he done ; Fulfil my heart's desire, Thee to know and love alone, And rise in raptures higher : Thee, descending on a cloud, When with ravish'd eyes I see, Then shall I he fill'd with God To all eternity ! c.wesley.] HYMN 19. lO's&ll's. (15,58) 1 T) EJOICE evermore With angels ahove, _LV In Jesus's power, In Jesus's love : With glad exultation Your triumph proclaim, Ascribing salvation To God and the Lamb. 2 Thou, Lord, our relief In trouble hast been ; Hast saved us from grief, Hast saved us from sin; The power of thy Spirit Hath set our hearts free, And now we inherit All fulness in thee : 3 All fulness of peace, All fulness of joy, And spiritual bliss That never shall cloy ; To us it is given In Jesuu to know A kingdom of heaven, A heaven below. 4 No longer we join, While sinners invite; Nor envy the swine Their brutish delight ; THE PLEASANTNESS OF RELIGION. 25 Their joy is all sadness, Their mirth is all vain, Their laughter is madness, Their pleasure is pain. 5 O might they at last, With sorrow return, The pleasures to taste, For which they weie born; Our Jesus receiving, Our happiness prove, The joy of believing, The heaven of love ! c.wesley.] HYMN 20. 6-7's. (15) 1 "TTTEARY souls, that wander wide W From the central point of bliss, Turn to Jesus crucified, Fly to those dear wounds of his; [God. Sink into the purple flood : Bise into the life of 2 Find hi Christ the way of peace, Peace unspeakable, unknown ; By his pain he gives you ease, Life by his expiring groan : [in all. Rise, exalted by his fall : Find in Christ your all 3 O believe the record true, God to you his Son hath given ; Ye may now be happy too ; Find on earth the life of heaven : Live the life of heaven above, All the life oJ glorious love. 4 This the universal bliss, Bliss for every soul design'd; God's original promise this, God's great gift to all mankind; [eternity ! Blest in Christ this moment be ! Blest to &!) c.wesley.] HYMN 21. s.m. (15,27,37) 1 ~V7~E simple souls that stray JL Far from the path of peace, (That lonely, unfrequented way To life and happiness,) 26 THE PLEASANTNESS OF RELIGIOK. Why will ye folly love, And throng the downward road, And hate the wisdom from above, And mock the sons of God ? 2 Madness and misery Ye count our life beneath ; And nothing great or good can see, Or glorious in our death : As only born to grieve, Beneath your feet we lie ; And utterly contemn' d we live And unlamented die. 3 So wretched and obscure, The men whom ye despise, So foolish, impotent, and poor, — Above your scorn we rise : We, through the Holy Ghost, Can witness better things ; For He, whose blood is all our boast. Hath made us Priests and Kings. 4 Riches unsearchable In Jesu's love we know ; And pleasures springing from the well Of life, our souls o'erflow; The Spirit we receive Of wisdom, grace, and power ; And always sorrowful we live, Rejoicing evermore. 5 Angels our servants are, And keep in all our ways ; And in their watchful hands they bear The sacred sons of grace : Unto that heavenly bliss They all our steps attend; And God himself our Father is, And Jesus is our Friend. Ittfi GOODNESS OP GOD. 27 With .him we walk in white ; \Ve in his image shine ; Our robes are robes of glorious light, Our righteousness divine : On all the kings of earth With pity we look down ; And claim, in virtue of our birth, A never-fading crown. 2. DESCRIBING THE GOODNESS OF GOD. 8. WESLEY, SEN.J HYMN 22. C. M. (1) 1 T) EHOLD the Saviour of mankind J3 Nail'd to the shameful tree ! How vast the love that him inclined To bleed and die for thee ! 2 Hark, how he groans ! while nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend; The temple's veil in sunder breaks ; The solid marbles rend. 3 'Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid ; " Receive my soul," he cries : See where he bows his sacred head ! He bows his head and dies ! 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory shine : 0 Lamb of God ! was ever pain, Was ever love, like thine ? B, wesley.] HYMN 23. l. m. (9) 1 Tj^XTENDED on a cursed tree, trJ Besmear'd with dust, and sweat, and blood, See there,, the King of Glory see ! Sinks and expires the Son of God ! I Who, who, my Saviour, this hath done? Who could thy sacred body wound ? No guilt thy spotless heart hath known, No guile hath in thy lips been found. 28 TUB GOODNESS OP GOD. 3 I, I alone, have done the deed ! 'Tis I thy sacred flesh Jiave torn ; My sins have caused thee, Lord, to bleed, Pointed the nail, and fix'd the thorn. 4 The burden, for me. to sustain Too great, on thee, my Lord, was laid ; To heal me, thou hast borne my pain ; To bless me, thou a curse wast made. 5 In the devouring lion's teeth, Torn, and forsook of all, I lay • Thou sprang'st into the jaws of death, From death to save the helpless prey. 6 My Saviour, how shall I proclaim, How pay, the mighty debt I owe ? Let all I have, and all I am, Ceaseless to all thy glory show. 7 Too much to thee I cannot give ; Too much I cannot do for thee ; Let all thy love, and all thy grief, Graven on my heart for ever be ! 8 The meek, the still, the lowly mind, O may I learn from thee, my God ; And love, with softest pity join'd, For those that trample on thy blood ! 9 Still let thy tears, thy groans, thy sighs, O'erflow my eyes, and heave my breast ; Till loose from flesh and earth I rise, And ever in thy bosom rest. c. wesley.] HYMN 24. l. m. (55,58} PART I. 1 "TTE that pass by, behold the Man, JL The Man of Griefs, condemn' d for yea ' The Lamb of God, for sinners slain, Weeping to Calvary pursue. 2 See ! how his back the scourges tear, While to the bloody pillar bound ) TIIE GOODNESS' OF GOD' , The ploughers make long furrows there, Till all his body is one wound. 3 Nor can he thus their hate assuage ; His innocence, to death pursued, Must fully glut their utmost rage : Hark ! how they clamour for his blood I 4 " To us our own Bar abbas give ! Away with him," (they loudly cry,) " Away with him, not fit to live, The vile seducer crucify ! " 5 His sacred limbs, they stretch, thev tear, \yith nails they fasten to the wood ; ~$&s "sacred limbs, — exposed and bare, Or only cover'd with his blood. 16 See there his temples crown' d with thorn, His bleeding hands extended wide, His streaming feet transfix'd and torn, The fountain gushing from his side ! 7 Where is the King of Glory now ! The everlasting Son of God ! The' Immortal hangs his languid brow ; The Almighty faints beneath his load ! 8 Beneath my load he faints and dies : Jfill'd his soul with pangs unknown: I caused those mortal groans and cries, Jkill'd the Father's only Son ! c.wesley.] HYMN 25. l.m. ( part n. 1 f\ THOU dear suffering Son of God, \_J How doth thy heart to sinners move 1 Help me to catch thy precious blood ; Help me to taste thy dying love. 2 Give me to feel thy agonies ; One drop of thy sad cup afford : I fain with thee would sympathize, And share the sufferings of my Lord. 30 THE G00DNES3 OP GOD. 3 The earth could to her centre quake, Convulsed, while her Creator died: 0 let mine inmost nature shake, And die with Jesus crucified ! 4 At thy last^asp the graves display'd Their horrors to the upper skies : O that my soul might burst the shade, And, quicken'd by thy death, arise ! 5 The rocks could feel thy powerful death, And tremble, and asunder part : 0 rend, with thine expiring breath, The harder marble of my heart ! 6 My stony heart thy voice shall rent, Thou wilt, I trust, the veil remove : My inmost bowels shall resent The yearnings of thy dying love. j.wesley.J HYMN 26. l.m. (9,37) FROM THE GERMAN OF W. C. DESSLER. 1 X THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God, JL To wash me in thy cleansing blood ; To dwell within thy wounds : then pain Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 2 Take my poor heart, and let it be For ever closed to all but thee ! Seal thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there ! 3 How blest are they who still abide Close shelter' d in thy bleeding side ; Who life and strength from thence derive, And by thee move, and in thee live. 4 What are our works but sin and death, Till thou thy quick'ning Spirit breathe ? Thou giv'st the power thy grace to move ; 0 wondrous grace ! O boundless love ! 5 How can it be thou heavenly King, That thou should'st us to glory bring ? THE GOODNESS OP GOD. 81 Make slaves the partners of thy throne, Deck'd with a never-fading crown ? 6 Hence our hearts melt ; our eyes o'erflow ; Our words are lost ; nor will we know, Nor will we think of aught beside, "My Lord, my Love is crucified." 7 Ah, Lord ! enlarge our scanty thought, To know the wonders thou hast wrought ; Unloose our stammering tongues, to tell Thy love immense, unsearchable. 8 First-born of many brethren Thou ! To thee, lo ! all our souls we bow : To thee our hearts and hands we give : Thine may we die ; thine may we live ! S.wesley.] HYMN 27. 2-6's&4-7's. (1) i QAVIOUR, the world's and mine, 0 Was ever grief like thine ? Thou my pain, my curse hast took, All my sins were laid on thee : Help me, Lord ; to thee I look ; Draw me, Saviour, after thee. 2 'Tis done ! my God hath died ; My Love is crucified ! Break, this stony heart of mine ; Pour, mine eyes, a ceaseless flood ; Feel, my soul, the pangs divine ; Catch, my heart, the issuing blood I 3 When, 0 my God, shall I For thee submit to die ? How the mighty debt repay ? Rival of thy passion prove ? Lead me in thyself, the way ; Melt my hardness into love. 4 To love is all my wish; 1 only live for this : 32 THE GOODNESS OF GOD. Grant me, Lord, my heart's desire, There, by faith, for ever dwell : This I always will require, Thee, and only thee, to feel. 5 Thy power I pant to prove, Rooted and fix'd in love ; Strengthen'd by thy Spirit's might, Wise to fathom things divine, What the length, and breadth, and height. What the depth of love like thine. 6 Ah ! give me this to know, With all thy saints below : Swells my soul to compass thee ; Gasps in thee to live and move ; Fill'd with all the Deity, All immersed and lost in love ! c. Wesley.] HYMN 28. 6-8's. (27,37) 1 /~\ LOVE Divine ! what hast thou done ! \l/ The' immortal God hath died for me I The Father's co-eternal Son Bore all my sins upon the tree : The' immortal God for me hath died ! My Lord, my Love is crucified. 2 Behold him, all ye that pass by, The bleeding Prince of Life and Peace ! Come, see, ye worms, your Maker die, And say, was ever grief like his ? Come, feel with me his blood applied : My Lord, my Love is crucified. 3 Is crucified for me and you, To bring us rebels back to God : Believe, believe the record true. Ye all are bought with Jcsu's blood ; Pardon for all flows from his side ; My Lord, my Love is crucified. 4 Then let us sit beneath his cross, And gladly catch the healing stream : THE GOODNESS OP GOD. 33 All things for him account but loss, And give up all our hearts to him : Of nothing think or speak beside, "My Lord, my Love is crucified." c. wesley.] HYMN 29. 7's. (15; 1 /^lOME, ye weary sinners, come, \J All who groan beneath your load ; Jesus calls his wanderers home : Hasten to your pardoning God. Come, ye guilty spirits oppress'd, Answer to the Saviour's call : "Come, and I will give you rest : Come, and I will save you all." 2 Jesus, full of truth and love, We thy kindest word obey : Faithful let thy mercies prove ; Take our load of guilt away : Fain we would on thee rely, Cast on thee our every care ; To thine arms of mercy fly, Find our lasting quiet there. 3 Burden'd with a world of grief, Burden' d with our sinful load, Burden'd with this unbelief, Burden'd with the wrath of God ; Lo ! we come to thee for ease, True and gracious as thou art ; Now our groaning souls release, Write forgiveness on our heart. c.wesley.] HYMN 30. 6 8's. (1) WHERE shall tm wondering soul begin : How shall I all to heaven aspire V A slave redeem'd from death and sin, A brand pluck' d from eternal fire ; How shall 1 equal triumphs raise, Or sing my great Deliverer's praise ? 34 THE GOODNESS OF GOD. 2 0 how shall I the goodness tell, Father, which thou to me hast show d? That I, a child of wrath arid hell, I should be call'd a child of God ; Should know, should feel my sins forgiven, Blest with this antepast of heaven ! 3 And shall I slight my Father's love ? Or basely fear his gifts to own ? Unmindful of his favours prove ? Shall I, the hallow'd cross to shun, Refuse his righteousness to impart, By hiding it within my heart ? 4 No : though the ancient Dragon rage, And call forth all his host to war ; Though earth's self-righteous sons engage : Them, and their god, alike I dare ; Jesus, the sinner's Friend proclaim ; Jesus, to sinners still the same. 5 Outcasts of men, to you I call, Harlots, and publicans, and thieves ! He spreads his arms to embrace you all Sinners alone his grace receives : No need of him the righteous have ; He came the lost to seek and save. 6 Come, 0 my guilty brethren, come, Groaning beneath your load of sin ; His bleeding heart shall make you room ; His open side shall take you in : He calls you now, invites you home ; Come, 0 my guilty brethren, come ! 7 For you the purple current flow'd In pardons from his wounded side ; Languish' d for you the eternal God ; For you the Prince of glory died : Believe, and all your sin's forgiven; Only believe, and yours is heaven 1 THE GOODNESS 01 GOD. 35 C. wesley.J HYMN 31. 6-8's. (26,33) 1 CI EE, sinners, in the gospel glass, 0 The Friend and Saviour of mankind ! Not one of all the apostate race But may in him salvation find ! His thoughts, and words, and actions prove,— His life and death, —that God is love ! 2 Behold the Lamb of God, who bears The sins of all the world away ! A servant's form he meekly wears, He sojourns in a house of clay ! His glory is no longer seen, But God with God is man with men. 3 See where the God incarnate stands, And calls his wandering creatures home : He all day long spreads out his hands ; ■" Come, weary souls, to Jesus come ! Ye all may hide you in my breast ; Believe, and I will give you rest. 4 "Ah ! do not of my goodness doubt ; My saving grace for all is free ; 1 will in nowise cast him out That comes a sinner unto me ; I can to^ione myself deny ; Why, sinners, will ye perish, why?" c. wesley.] HYMN 32. 6-8's. (26,33) 1 QINNEES, believe the gospel word ; JO Jesus is come your souls to save ! Jesus is come, your common Lord ; Pardon ye all through him may have ; May now be saved, whoever will : This man receiveth sinners still. 2 See where the lame, the halt, the blind, The deaf, the dumb, the sick, the poor, Flock to the Friend of human kind, And freely all accept their cure : 36 THE GOODNESS OF GOD. To whom did he his help deny ? Whom, in his days of flesh pass by ? 3 Did not his word the fiends expel, The lepers cleanse, and raise the dead r Did he not all their sickness heal, And satisfy their every need ? Did he reject his helpless clay, Or send them sorrowful away ? i Nay, hut his bowels yeam'd to see The people hungry, scatter'd, faint; Nay, but he utter' d over thee, Jerusalem, a true complaint ; Jerusalem, who shedd'st his blood, That, with his tears, for thee hath flow'd. a wesley.] HYMN 33. 6-8's. (26,33) 1 "TTTOULD Jesus have the sinner die ? V V Why hangs he then on yonder tree ? What means that strange expiring cry ? (Sinners, he prays for you and me :) " Forgive them, Father, O forgive : They know not that by me they live ! " 2 Adam descended from above, Our loss of Eden to retrieve, Great God of universal love, If all the world through thee may live, In us a quick'ning Spirit be, And witness thou hast died for me ! 3 Thou loving, all-atoning Lamb, Thee — by thy painful agony, Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and shame, Thy cross, and passion on the tree, Thy precious death and life — I pray, Take all, take all my sins away ! 4 0 let me kiss thy bleeding feet, And bathe and wash them with my tears j THE GOODNESS OP GOD. 37 The story of thy love repeat In every drooping shiner's ears ; That all may hear the quick'ning sound, Since I, even I, have mercy found. b O let thy love my heart constrain, Thy love for every sinner free ; That every fallen soul of man May taste the grace that found out me ; That all mankind with me may prove Thy sovereign, everlasting love. r. wesley.] HYMN 34. 4-6's.&2-8's. (26,27.38} 1 T ET earth and heaven agree, JLi Angels and men be join'd, To celebrate with me The Saviour of mankind ; To adore the all-atoning Lamb, And bless the sound of Jesu's Name. 2 Jesus, transporting sound ! The joy of earth and heaven ; No other help is found, No other name is given, By which we can salvation have ; But Jesus came the world to save. 3 Jesus, harmonious Name ! It charms the hosts above ; They evermore proclaim And wonder at his love ; 'Tis all their happiness to gaze : 'Tis heaven to see our Jesu's face. 4 His name the sinner hears, And is from sin set free ; 'Tis music in his ears, 'Tis life and victory : New songs do now his lips employ And dances his glad heart for joy. 38 THE GOODNESS OF OOi>. 5 Stung by the scorpion sin, My poor expiring soul The balmy sound drinks in, And is at once made whole : See there my Lord upon the tree ! I hear, I feel, he died for me. 6 0 unexampled love ! O all-redeeming grace L How swiftly didst thou move To save a fallen race ! What shall I do to make it known What thou for all mankind hast done? 7 0 for a trumpet-voice On all the world to call ! To bid their heart rejoice In him who died for all! For all my Lord was crucified : For all, for all my Saviour died ! c. weslet.] HYMN 35. cm. ^1 J 1 TESUS, thou all-redeeming Lord, el Thy blessing we implore ; Open the door to preach thy word, The great effectual door. 2 Gather the outcasts in, and save From sin and Satan's power ; And let them now acceptance have, And know their gracious hour. 3 Lover of souls ! thou know'st to prize What thou hast bought so dear : Come, then, and in thy people's eyes With all thy wounds appear. 4 Appear, as when of old confest The suffering Son of God; And let them see thee in thy vest But newly dipt in blood. THE GOODNESS OP GOD. 39 6 The hardness from their hearts remove, Tbou who for all hast died ; Show them the tokens of thy love, Thy feet, thy hands, thy side. 6 Thy feet were nail'd to yonder tree, To trample down their sin : Thy hands stretch'd out they all may see, To take thy murderers in. 7 Thy side an open fountain is, Where all may freely go, And drink the living streams of bliss, And wash them white as snow. 8 Ready thou art the blood to' apply, And prove the record true ; And all thy wounds to sinners cry, " I suffer'd this for you ! " c.wesley.] HYMN 36. cu, (11) 1 T" OVEES of pleasure more than God, I A For you he suffer'd paki ; Swearers, for you he spilt his blood : And shall he bleed in vain ? 2 Misers, for you his life was paid; Your basest crime he bore : Drunkards, your sins on him were laid, That you might sin no more. 3 The God of love, to earth he came, That you might come to heaven ; Believe, believe in Jesu's Name, And all your sin 's forgiven. 4 Believe in him that died for thee, And sure as he hath died, Thy debt is paid, thy soul is free, And thou art justified. 40 THE GOODNESS OF GOT>. c. wesley.] HYMN 37. cm. (11) 1 TESUS, the Name high over all, ll In hell, or earth, or sky, Angels and men before it fall, And devils fear and fly. 2 Jesus, the Name to sinners dear, The Name to sinners given ; It scatters all their guilty fear, It turns their hell to heaven. 3 Jesus the prisoner's fetters breaks, And bruises Satan's head ; Power into strengthless souls it speaks, And life into the dead. 1 O that the world might taste and see The riches of his grace ! The arms of love that compass me. Would all mankind embrace. 5 His only righteousness I show, His saving truth proclaim ; 'Tis all my business here below To cry, " Behold the Lamb ! " 6 Happy, if with my latest breath I may but gasp his name ; Preach him to all, and cry in death, "Behold, behold the Lamb ! " /.wesley.] * HYMN 38. 6-8's. (1,27) FROM THE GERMAN. 1 S~\ GOD, of good the unfathom'd Sea ! \J Who would not give his heart to thee ? Who would not love thee with his might, O Jesu, Lover of mankind ? Who would not his whole soul and mind, With his whole strength, to thee unite ? THE GOODNESS OF GOD. 41 I TLou shin'st with everlasting rays : Before the' insufferable blaze Angels with both wings veil their eyes ; Yet, free as air thy bounty streams On all thy works; thy mercy's beams Diffusive, as thy sun's, arise. 3 Astonish'd at thy frowning brow, Earth, hell, and heaven's strong pillars bow ' Terrible majesty is thine ! Who then can that vast love express. Which bows thee down to me, who less Than nothing am, till thou art mine ! 4 High throned on heaven's eternal hill, In number, weight, and measure still Thou sweetly orderest all that is : And yet thou deign' st to come to me, And guide my steps, that I, with thee Enthroned, may reign in endless bliss. b Fountain of good, all blessing flows From thee ; no want thy fulness knows : What but thyself canst thou desire ? Yet, self-sufficient as thou art, Thou dost desire my worthless heart : This, only this, dost thou require. 6 Primeval Beauty ! in thy sight, The first-born fairest sons of light See all their brightest glories fade : What then to me thine eyes could turn ? In sin conceived, of woman born, A worm, a leaf, a blast, a shade ! 7 Hell's armies tremble at thy nod, And, trembling, own the' Almighty God, Sovereign of earth, hell, air, and sky : But who is this that comes from far, Whose garments roll'd in blood appear ? 'Tis God made man, for man to die. 42 THE GOODNESS OP GOD. 8 O God, of good the unfatliom'd Sea ! Who would not give his heart to thee ? Who would not love thee with his might, O Jesu, Lover of mankind ? Who would not his whole soul and mind, With his whole strength, to thee unite ? wesley.] * HYMN 39. l. m. (26,33) 1 "TT^ATHER, whose everlasting Love _1J Thy only Son for sinners gave ; Whose grace to all did freely move, And sent him down the world to save : 2 Help us thy mercy to extol, Immense, unfathom'd, unconfined; To praise the Lamb who died for all, The general Saviour of mankind. 3 Thy undistinguishing regard Was cast on Adam's helpless race : For all thou hast in Christ prepared Sufficient, sovereign, saving grace. 4 The world he suffer'd to redeem : For all he hath the' atonement made : For those that will not come to him, The ransom of his life was paid. 5 Why then, thou universal Love, Should any of thy grace despair ? To all, to all, thy bowels move, But straiten' d in our own we are. 6 Arise, O God, maintain thy cause ! The fulness of the Gentiles call : Lift up the standard of thy cross, And all shall own thou diedst for all THE GOODNESS OF GOD. 43 c.wesley.] HYMN 40. lO's&ll's. (11) 1 "T7~E neighbours and friends, To Jesus draw JL near ; His love condescends, By titles so dear, To call and invite you His triumph to prove, And freely delight you In Jesus's love. 2 The Shepherd who died His sheep to redeem. On every side Are gather' d to him The weary and burden'd, The reprobate race ; And wait to be pardon'd Through Jesus's grace. 3 The blind are restored Through Jesus's Name ; They see their dear Lord, And follow the Lamb; The halt they are walking, And running their race; The dumb they are talking Of Jesus's grace. 4 The deaf hear his voice, And comforting word ; It bids them rejoice In Jesus their Lord : "Thy sins are forgiven, Accepted thou art ; " They listen, and heaven Springs up in their heart. 5 The lepers from all Their spots are made clean ; The dead by his call Are raised from their sin ; In Jesu's compassion The sick find a cure ; And gospel salvation Is preach'd to the pooi\ 6 To us and to them Is publish'd the word : Then let us proclaim Our life-giving Lord, Who now is reviving His work in our days, And mightily striving To save us by grace. 7 0 Jesus, ride on, Till all are subdued ; Thy mercy make known, And sprinkle thy blood ; Display thy salvation, And teach the new song To every nation, And people, and tongue. 44 3. DESCRIBING DEATH. dr. watts.] HYMN 41. c. m. (29) Ps. xc. 1 S~\ GOD ! our help in ages past, X_J Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home : 2 Under the shadow of thy throne, Still may we dwell secure ; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 4 A thousand ages, in thy sight, Are likevan evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night, Before the rising sun. 5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their cares and fears, Are carried downward by the flood, AnB lost in following years. 6 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 7 0 God ! our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come ; Be thou our guard while life shall last, And our perpetual home. dr. watts.] HYMN 42. c. m. (29) 1 rpilEE we adore, Eternal Name ! J_ And humbly own to thee, DESCRIBING DEATH. 45 How feeble is our mortal frame, What dying worms we be ! 2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still, As days and months increase ; And every beating pulse we tell Leaves but the number less. 3 The year rolls round, and steals away The breath that first it gave ; Whate'er we do, where'er we be, We're travelling to the grave. 4 Dangers stand thick through all the ground, To push us to the tomb ; And fierce diseases wait around, To hurry mortals home. 5 Great God ! on what a slender thread Hang everlasting things ! The' eternal states of all the dead, Upon life's feeble strings ! 6 Infinite joy, or endless woe, • Attends on every breath ; And yet, how unconcern'd we go Upon the brink of death ! 7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense, To walk this dangerous road ! And if our souls be hurried hence, May they be found with God. c. wesley.] HYMN 43. s. m. (22} 1 A ND am I bora to die ? J\. To lay this body down ? And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown ? — A land of deepest shade, Unpierced by human thought , The dreary regions of the dead, Where all things are forgot. :6 DESCRIBING DEATH. 2 Soon as from earth I go, What will become of me ? Eternal happiness or woe Must then my portion be : Waked by the trumpet's sound, I from my grave shall rise, And see the Judge with glory crown '&> And see the flaming skies. 3 How shall I leave my tomb ? With triumph or regret ? A fearful or a joyful doom, A curse or blessing meet ? Will angel-bands convey Their brother to the bar ? Or devils drag my soul away, To meet its sentence there ? 4 Who can resolve the doubt That tears my anxious breast ? Shall I be with the damn'd cast out, Or number'd with the blest ? I must from God be driven, Or with my Saviour dwell ; Must come at his command to heaven, Or else — depart to hell. 5 O thou that would'st not have One wretched sinner die ; Who diedst thyself, my soul to save From endless misery ! Show me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe ; That when thou comest on thy throne ; I may with joy appear ! 6 Thou art thyself the Way ; Thyself in me reveal : So shall I spend my life's short day Obedient to thy will; DESCPJBINQ DEATH. 47 So shall I love my God, Because lie first loved me, And praise thee in thy bright abode, To ail eternity. rj. Wesley.] HYMN 44. 8's&6's. (22) 1 A ND am I only born to die? J\. And must I suddenly comply With nature's stern decree ? What after death for me remains ? Celestial joy, or hellish pains, To all eternity ! 2 How then ought I on earth to live, While God prolongs the kind reprieve, And props the house of clay ! My sole concern, my single care, To watch, and tremble, and prepare, Against the fatal day ! 3 No room for mirth or trifling here, For worldly hope, or worldly fear, If life so soon is gone : If now the Judge is at the door, And all mankind mus.t stand before The' inexorable throne ! i No matter which my thoughts employ, A moment's misery, or joy ; But 0 ! when both shall end, Where shall I find my destin'd place ? Shall I my everlasting days With fiends or angels spend ? 5 Nothing is worth a thought beneath. But how I may escape the death That never, never die-» \ 48 DESCRIBING DEATH. How make mine own election sure, And, when I fail on earth, secure A mansion in the skies ! 6 Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray : Be thou my Guide, be thou my Way To glorious happiness ! Ah, write the pardon on my heart, And whensoe'er I hence depart, Let me depart in peace. c.wesley.] HYMN 45. l. m. (18) Gen. xlix. 33. 1 SHRINKING from the cold hand of death, O I too shall gather up my feet ; Shall soon resign this fleeting breath, And die, my father's God to meet. 2 Number'd among thy people, I Expect with joy thy face to see : Because thou didst for sinners die, Jesus, in death, remember me ! 3 0 that without a lingering groan I may the welcome word receive ; My body with my charge lay down, And cease at once to work and live ! s. WESLEY, jun.] HYMN 46. l. m. (2) 1 fTlHE morning flowers display their sweets, JL And gay their silken leaves unfold, As careless of the noontide heats, As fearless of the evening cold. 2 Nipt by the wind's unkindly blast, Parch' d by the sun's directer ray, The momentary glories waste, The short-lived beauties die away. 3 So blooms the human face divine, When youth its pride of beauty shows : Fairer than spring the colours shine, And sweeter than the virgin rose. DESCRIBING DEATH. 49 -i Or worn by slowly rolling years, Or broke by sickness in a day, Tbe fading glory disappears, The short-lived beauties die away. 5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb, With lustre brighter far shall shine ; Revive with ever-during bloom, Safe from diseases and decline. 6 Let sickness blast, and death devour, _ If heaven must recompense our pains : Perish the grass, and fade the flower, If firm the word of God remains. c. Wesley.] HYMN 46. p. m. (16,27) 1 /^OME, let us anew Our journey pursue, \J Roll round with the year, And never stand still till the Master appear. 2 His adorable will Let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve, By the patience of hope, and the labour of love. 3 Our life is a dream ; Our time, as a stream, Glides swiftly away ; And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. 4 The arrow is flown ; The moment is gone ; The millennial year Rushes on to our view, and eternity 's here. 5 0 that each in the day Of his coming may saj " I have fought my way through ; I have finish' d the work thou didst give me to do." 6 O that each from his Lord May receive the glad word, " Well and faithfully done ; Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne," 50 DESCRIBING DEATH. c. wesley.J HYMN 47. l. m. (18) Josh, ixiii. 14. 1 T)ASS a few swiftly-fleeting year.-, JL And all that now in bodies live Shall quit, like me, the vale of tears, Their righteous sentence to receive. 2 But all, before they hence remove, May mansions for themselves prepare In that eternal house above ; And, 0 my God, shall I be there ? 3. Wesley.] HYMN 48. 8's. (13,27 1 AH, lovely appearance of death ! f\ "What sight upon earth is so fair ? Not all the gay pageants that breathe Can with a dead body compare : With solemn delight I survey The corpse, when the spirit is fled, In love with the beautiful clay, And longing to lie in its stead. 2 How blest is our brother, bereft Of all that could burden his mind ! How easy the soul that has left This wearisome body behind ! Of evil incapable, thou, Whose relics with envy I see, No longer in misery now, No longer a shiner like me. 3 This earth is affected no more With sickness, or shaken with pain : The war in the members is o'er, And never shall vex him again : No anger henceforward, or shame, Shall redden this innocent clay : Extinct is the animal flame, And passion is vanish'd away. DESCRIBING DEATH. 51 £ This languishing head is at rest, Its thinking and aching are o'er ; This quiet immovable breast Is heaved by affliction no more : This heart is no longer the seat Of trouble and torturing pain ; It ceases to flutter and beat, It never shall flutter again. 5 The lids he so seldom could close, By sorrow forbidden to sleep, Seal'd up in their mortal repose, Have strangely forgotten to weep : The fountains can yield no supplies, These hollows from water are free ; The tears are all wiped from these eyes, And evil they never shall see. 6 To monm and to suffer is mine, While bound in a prison I breathe, And still for deliverance pine, And press to the issues of death ; What now with my tears I bedew, O might I this moment become ! My spirit created anew, My flesh be consign' d to the tomb ! wesley.J HYMN 49. 8's. v13) I T) EJOICE for a brother deceased, JLV Our loss is his infinite gain ; A soul out of prison released, And free from its bodily chain ; With songs let us follow his flight, And mount with his spirit above, Escaped to the mansions of light, And lodged in the Eden of love. 52 DESCRIBING DEATH. 2 Our brother the haven hath gain'd, Out-flying the tempest and wind : His rest he hath sooner obtain' d, And left his companions behind, Still toss'd on a sea of distress, Hard toiling to make the blest shore, "Where all is assurance and peace, And sorrow and sin are no more. 8 There all the ship's company meet, Who sail'd with the Saviour beneath ; With shouting each other they greet, And triumph o'er trouble and death : The voyage of life 's at an end, The mortal affliction is past ; The age that in heaven they spend, For ever and ever shall last. G Lesley.] HYMN 50. 7's. (55} i TT>LESSING, honour, thanks, and praisa, |> Pay we, gracious God, to thee : Thou, in thine abundant grace, Givest us the victory ; True and faithful to thy word, Thou hast glorified thy Son Jesus Christ, our dying Lord, He for us the fight hath won. 2 Lo ! the prisoner is released, Lighten' d of his fleshly load ; Where the weary are at rest, He is gather' d in to God ! Lo ! the pain of life is past, All his warfare now is o'er ; Death and hell behind are cast, Grief and suffering are no mors DESCRIBING DEAfH. 58 8 Yes, the Christian's course is run, Ended is the glorious strife ; Fought the fight, the work is done, Death is swallow'd up of life ! Borne by angels on their wings, Far from earth the spirit flies, Finds his God, and sits, and sings, Triumphing in Paradise. 4 Jom we, then, with one accord, In the new, the joyful song : Absent from our loving Lord We shall not continue long : We shall quit the house of clay, We a better lot shall share ; We shall see the realms of day, Meet our happy brother there. 5 Let the world bewail their dead, Fondly of their loss complain *7 Brother, friend, by Jesus freed, Death to thee, to us, is gain : Thou art enter'd into joy : Let the unbelievers mourn ; We in songs our lives employ, Till we all to God return. wesley.] HYMN 51. 7;s. (55) 1 XX ARK ! a voice divides the sky, JLjL Happy are the faithful dead ! In the Lord who sweetly die, They from all their toils are freed Them the Spirit hath declared Blest, unutterably blest : Jesus is their great Reward, Jesus is their endless Rest. 54 DESCRIBING DEATR. 2 Follow'd by their works, they go Where their Head hath gone before Reconciled by grace below, Grace had open'd Mercy's door ; Justified through faith alone, Here they knew their sins forgiven ; Here they laid their burden down, Hallow'd, and made meet for heaven Who can now lament the lot Of a saint in Christ deceased ? Let the world, who know us not, Call us hopeless and unbless'd : When from flesh the spirit freed, Hastens homeward to return, Mortals cry, "A man is dead ! " Angels sing, "A child is bom ! ' Born into the world above, They our happy brother greet ; Bear him to the throne of Love, Place him at the Saviour's feet : Jesus smiles, and says, "Well done, Good and faithful servant thou ; Enter, and receive thy crown, Keign with me triumphant now." Angels catch the approving sound, Bow, and bless the just award ; Hail the heir with glory crown'd, Now rejoicing with his Lord : Fuller joys ordain'd to know,. Waiting for the general doom, When the Archangel's trump shall blow, "Fuse, ye dead, to judgment come !" OESCKIBING DEA'IH. 55 vnsHJsr.J HYMN 52. 2-6's &4-7's. (1IJ 1 A GAIN we lift our voice, jl\_ And shout our solemn joys ; Cause of highest raptures this, Kaptures that shall never fail ; See a soul escaped to bliss, Keep the Christian Festival. 2 Our friend is gone before To that celestial shore ; He hath left his mates behind, He hath all the storms outrode ! Found the rest we toil to find, Landed in the arms of God. 3 And shall we mourn to see Our fellow-prisoner free ? — Free from doubts, and griefs, and fears, In the haven of the skies ? Can we weep to see the tears Wiped for ever from his eyes ? 4 No, dear companion, no ; We gladly let thee go, From a suffering church beneath, To a reigning church above ; Thou hast more than conquer' d death ; Thou art crown' d with life and love. 5 Thou, in thy youthful prime, Hast leap'd the bounds of time : Suddenly from earth released, Lo ! we now rejoice for thee ; Taken to an early rest, Caught into eternity. 5tj DESCRIBING DEATH. 6 Thither may we repair, That glorious bliss to share ; We shall see the welcome day, We shall to the summons bow : Come, Eedeemer, come away : Now prepare, and take us now ! c. Y faith we find the place above, -D The rock that rent in twain ; Beneath the shade of dying love, And in the clefts remain. 2 Jesus, to thy dear wounds we flee, We smk into thy side ; Assured that all who trust in thee Shall evermore abide. 3 Then let the thund'ring trumpet sound • The latest lightning glare ; The mountains melt; the solid ground Dissolve as liquid air : 4 The huge celestial bodies roll, Amidst that general fire. And shrivel as a parchment scroll, And all in smoke expire ! 5 Yet still the Lord, the Saviour reign 3 When nature is destroy'd, And no created thing remains Throughout the flaming void. DESCRIBING JUDGMENT. 67 6 Sublime upon his azure throne, He speaks the' Almighty word : His fiat is obey'd ! 'tis done ; And Paradise restored. 7 So be it ! let this system end, This ruinous earth and skies ; The New Jerusalem descend, The New Creation rise. 8 Thy power omnipotent assume ; Thy brightest majesty ! And when thou dost in glory come, My Lord, remember me ! wesley.J HYMN 65. 4-6's&2-8's. (11) 1 "XTE virgin souls, arise, JL With all the dead awake ! Unto salvation wise, Oil in your vessels take : Upstarting at the midnight cry, " Behold the heavenly Bridegroom nigh [ w 2 He comes, he comes, to call The nations to his bar, And raise to glory all Who fit for glory are : Made ready for your full reward, Go forth with joy to meet your Lord.. 3 Go, meet him in the sky, Your everlasting friend ; Your Head to glorify, With all his saints ascend : Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace To see, without a veil, his face ! 4 Ye that have here received The unction from above, And in his Spirit live, Obedient to his love, 68 DESCRIBING JUDGMENT. Jesus shall claim you for his bride : Rejoice with all the sanctified ! 5 The everlasting doors Shall soon the saints receive, Above yon angel powers, In glorious joy to live ; Far from a world of grief and sin, With God eternally shut in. 6 Then let us wait to hear The trumpet's welcome sound ; To see our Lord appear, Watching let us be found ; When Jesus doth the heavens bow, Be found — as Lord, thou find'st us now ! t.olivers, HYMN GQ. p.m. (17,36,33,58) 1 T 0 ! He comes with clouds descending, I 1 Once for favour'd sinners slain ; Thousand, thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train : Hallelujah ! God appears on earth to reign. 2 Every eye shall now behold him Robed in dreadful majesty ; Those who set at nought and sold him, Pierced and nail'd him to the tree. Deeply wailing, shall the true Messiah see. 3 The dear tokens of his passion Still his dazzling body bears ; Cause of endless exultation To his ransom' d worshippers : [scars ! With what rapture gaze we on those glorious 4 Yea, Amen ! let all adore thee, High on thy eternal throne ; Saviour, take the power and glory ; Claim the kingdom for thine own ! Jab ! Jehovah ! everlasting God ! come dovrn. 69 5. D ESCRIBING HEAVEN. wesley.] HYMN 67. 2-6's&4-7's. (55) 1 TTOW weak the thoughts, and vain, l~l Of self- deluding men ; Men, who, fix'd to earth alone, Think their houses shall endure, Fondly call their lands their own, To their distant hens secure. 2 How happy then are we, Who build, 0 Lord, on thee ! What can our foundation shock ! Though the shatter'd earth removOj Stands our city on a rock, On the rock of heavenly Love. 3 A house we call our own, Which cannot be o'erthrown : In the general ruin sure, Storms and earthquakes it defies ; Built immovably secure ;_ Built eternal in the skies. 4 High on Immanuel's land We see the fabric stand ; From a tottering world remove To our steadfast mansion there : Our inheritance above Cannot pass from heir to heir. 5 Those amaranthine bowers (Unalienably ours) Bloom, our infinite reward, Rise, our pennanent abode, From the founded world prepared ; Purchased by the blood of God. D INSCRIBING HEAVEN. O might we quickly find The place for us design' d ; See the long-expected day Of our full redemption here : Let the shadows flee away, Let the new-made world appear. High on thy great white throne, O King of saints, come down , In the New Jerusalem Now triumphantly descend ; Let the final trump proclaim Joys begun which ne'er shall end. j.wesley.] HYMN 68. 4-8's&2-6's. (15) 1 TTOW happy is the pilgrim's lot ! n How free from every anxious though t> From worldly hope and fear ! Confined to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell, He only sojourns here. 2 This happiness in part is mine, Already saved from low design, From every creature-love ; Blest with the scorn of finite good, My soul is lighten' d of its load, And seeks the things above. 8 The things eternal I pursue ; A happiness beyond the view Of those that basely pant For things by nature felt and seen ; Their honours, wealth, and pleasures mean, I neither have nor want. DESCRIBING HEAVEN. • 71 4 I have no babes to hold me here ; But children more securely dear For mine I humbly claim, Better than daughters or than sons. Temples divine of living stones, Inscrib'd with Jesu's name. 5 No foot of land do I possess, No cottage in this wilderness ; A poor wayfaring man, I lodge awhile in tents below ; Or gladly wander to and fro, Till I my Canaan gain. 6 Nothing on earth I call my own ; A stranger, to the world unknown, I all their goods despise ; I trample on their whole delight, And seek a country out of sight, A country hi the skies. 7 There is my house and portion fair; My treasure and my heart are there, And my abiding home ; For me my elder brethren stay, And angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come. 8 I come, — thy servant, Lord, replies ;— I come to meet thee in the skies, And claim my heavenly rest ! Now let the Pilgrim's journey end: Now, 0 my Saviour, Brother, Friend. Receive me to thy breast I 72 DESCRIBING HEAVEN. c.wesley.] HYMN 69. 6-8's. (18) Rev. ii.l 1—17. 1 rPIHOU, Lord, on whom I still depend, _L Shalt keep me faithful to the end : I trust thy truth, and love, and power, Shall save me to the latest hour ; And, when I lay this body down, Reward with an immortal crown. 2 Jesus, in thy great Name I go To conquer death, my final foe ! And when I quit this cumbrous clay And soar on angels' wings away, My soul the second death defies, And reigns eternal in the skies 3 Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, What Christ hath for his saints prepared, Who conquer through their Saviour's might, Who sink into perfection's height, And trample death beneath theii feet, And gladly die their Lord to meet. 4 Dost thou desire to know and see What thy mysterious name shall be ! Contending for thy heavenly home, Thy latest foe hi death o'ercome ; Till then thou searchest out in vain, What only conquest can explain. o. WESLEY.] HYMN 70. 8's. (18) Isa.xxxiii. 17 — 24. 1 T LONG- to behold him array'd JL With glory and light from above, The King in liis beauty display'd, His beauty of holiest love : I languish and sigh to be there, Where Jesus hath fix'd his abode : 0 when shall we meet in the air, And fly to the mountain of God ! DESCRIBING HEAVEN. 73 2 With him I on Sion shall stand, (For Jesus hath spoken the word,) The breadth of Immanuel's land Survey by the light of my Lord ; But when, on thy bosom reclined, Thy face I am strengthen'd to see, My fulness of rapture I find, My heaven of heavens, in thee. 3 How happy the people that dwell Secure in the city above ! No pain the inhabitants feel, No sickness or sorrow shall prove. Physician of souls, unto me Forgiveness and holiness give ; And then from the body set free, And then to the city receive ! D. wesley.] HYMN 71. 6-8's. (15) 1 X EADER of faithful souls, and Guide JLJ Of all that travel to the sky, Come, and with us, even us abide, Who would on thee alone rely ; On thee alone our spirits stay, While held in life's uneven way. 4 Strangers and pilgrims here below, This earth, we know, is not our place ; But hasten through the vale of woe, And, restless to behold thy face, Swift to our heavenly country move, Our everlasting home above. 3 We have no 'biding city here, But seek a city out of sight ; Thither our steady course we steer, Aspiring to the plains of light, 74 DESCRIBING HEAVEN. Jerusalem, the saints' abode, Whose founder is the living God. 4 Patient the' appointed race to run, This weary world we cast behind ; From strength to strength we travel on, The New Jerusalem to find : Our labour this, our only aim, To find the New Jerusalem. 5 Through thee, who all our sins hast borne, Freely and graciously forgiven, With songs to Sion we return, Contending for our native heaven ; That palace of our glorious King, We find it nearer while we sing. 6 Eaised by the breath of Love Divine, We urge our way with strength renew' d ; The church of the first-born to join, We travel to the mount of God ; With joy upon our heads arise, And meet our Captain in the skies. c. weslet.] HYMN 72. 6-8's. (18) Eev. iii. 12. 1 C[ AVIOUE, on me the grace bestow, i5 To trample on my mortal foe ; Conqueror of death with thee to rise, And claim my station in the skies, Fix'd as the throne which ne'er can move, A pillar in thy church above. 2 As beautiful as useful there, May I that weight of glory bear, With all who finally o'ercome, Supporters of the heavenly dome ; Of perfect holiness possess'd, For ever in thy presence bless'd. DESCRIBING HEAVEN. 75 S Write upon me the Name divine, And let thy Father's nature shine, His image visibly exprest, His glory pouring from my breast, O'er all my bright humanity, Transform'd into the God I see ! 4 Inscribing with the city's name, The heavenly New Jerusalem, To me the victor's title give, Among thy glorious saints to live, And all their happiness to know, A citizen of heaven below. 5 When thou hadst all thy foes o'ercome, Returning to thy glorious home, Thou didst receive the full reward, That I might share it with my Lord • And thus thy own new name obtain, And one with thee for ever reign. wesley.] HYMN 73. 8's. (13,27) 1 A WAY with our sorrow and fear, 11. We soon shall recover our home, The city of saints shall appear ; The day of eternity come : From ear tli we shall quickly remove, And mount to our native abode ; The house of our Father above, The palace of angels and God. 2 Our mourning is all at an end, When, raised by the life-giving word, We see the new city descend, Adorn'd as a bride for her Lord : The city so holy and clean, No sorrow can breath in the air ; No gloom of affliction or sin, No shadow of evil is there ! 70 DESCRIBING HEAVEN. 3 By faith we already behold That lovely Jerusalem here Her walls are of jasper and gold, As crystal her buildings are clear: Immoveably founded in grace, She stands, as she ever hath stood, And brightly her Builder displays, And flames with the glory of God. 4 No need of the sun in that day, Which never is follow'd by night, Where Jesus's beauties display A pure and a permanent light : The Lamb is their Light and their Sur. And, lo ! by reflection they shine, With Jesus ineffably one, And bright in effulgence divine ! 5 The samts in his presence receive Their great and eternal reward ; In Jesus, in heaven they live ; They reign in the smile of their Lord The flame of angelical love Is kindled at Jesus's face ; And all the enjoyment above Consists in the rapturous gaze. D. wesley.] HYMN 74. s. m. (1 2 Cor. v. 1—8. 1 "XT^E know, by faith we know, VV If this vile house of clay, This tabernacle, sink below, In ruinous decay, We have a house above, Not made with mortal hands ; And firm as our Bedeemer's love, That heavenly fabric stands. DESCRIBING HEAVEN. 77 It stands securely high, Indissoluble sure ; Our glorious mansion in the sky Shall evermore endure : O were we enter'd there, To perfect heaven restored ! O were we all caught up to share The triumph of our Lord ! For this in faith we call, For this we weep and pray • O might the tabernacle fall ; 0 might we 'scape away 1 Full of immortal hope, We urge the restless strife, And hasten to be swallow'd up Of everlasting life. 4 Absent, alas ! from God, We in the body mourn, And pine to quit this mean abode, And languish to return. Jesus, regard our vows, And change our faith to sight ; And clothe us with our nobler house Of empyrean light ! 0 let us put on thee In perfect holiness, And rise prepared thy face to see, Thy bright, unclouded face ! Thy grace with glory crown, Who hast the earnest given; And now triumphantly come down, And take our souls to heaven 1 78 DESCRIBING HEAVEN. c. wesley. J HYMN 75. 7's. (25) 1 X IFT your eyes of faith, and see 8 A Saints and angels join'd in one : What a countless company Stand before yon dazzling throne ! Each before his Saviour stands ; All in milk-white robes array'd, Palms they carry in their hands, Crowns of glory on their head. 2 Saints begin the endless song, Cry aloud in heavenly lays, Glory doth to God belong ; God, the glorious Saviour, praise : All salvation from him came ; Him who reigns enthroned on high ; Glory to the bleeding Lamb, Let the morning stars reply. 3 Angel-powers the throne surround, Next the saints in glory they ; Lull'd with the transporting sound, They their silent homage pay ; Prostrate on their face before God and his Messiah fall ; Then in hymns of praise adore, Shout the Lamb that died for all ! 4 Be it so, they all reply, Him let all our orders praise ; Him that did for shiners die, Saviour of the favour'd race ! Eender we our God his right, Glory, wisdom, thanks, and power, Honour, majesty, and might, Praise him, praise him evermore ! c weslet.J HYMN 76. 7's. (2 ; TTTHAT are these array'd in white, YV Brighter than the noon-day sun ? DESCRIBING HEAVEN. 79 Foremost of the sons of light, Nearest the eternal throne ? These are they that bore the cross, Nobly for their Master stood ; Sufferers in his righteous cause, Followers of the dying God. 2 Out of great distress they came, Wash'd their robes by faith below In the blood of yonder Lamb, Blood that washes white as snow : Therefore are they next the throne, Serve their Maker day and night : God resides among his own, God doth in his saints delight. 3 More than conquerors at last, Here they find their trials o'er ; They have all their sufferings past, Hunger now and thirst no more : No excessive heat they feel From the sun's directer ray ; In a milder clime they dwell, Region of eternal day. 4 He that on the throne doth reign, Them the Lamb shall always feed. With the tree of life sustain, To the living fountains lead : He shall all their sorrows chase, All their wants at once remove, Wipe the tears from every face, Fill up every soul with love. c. weslet.] HYMN 77. 8's. (18} Rev. xxii. 17. 1 rpHE Church in her militant state I Is weary, and cannot forbear ; The saints in an agony wait To see him again in the air. 80 DESCRIBING HEAVEN. The Spirit invites, in the bride, Her heavenly Lord to descend, And place her, enthroned at his side, In glory that never shall end. 2 The news of his coming I hear, And join in the catholic cry : 0 Jesus, in triumph appear ; Appear in the clouds of the sky ! Whom only I languish to love, In fulness of majesty come, And give me a mansion above, And take to my heavenly home. c.wesley.] HYMN 78. 8's. (18) Rev. xxii. 17. 1 PT1HE thirsty are call'd to their Lord, JL His glorious appearing to see ; And, drawn by the power of his word, The promise, I know, is for me : 1 thirst for the streams of thy grace, I gasp for the Spirit of Love ; I long for a glimpse of thy face, And then to behold it above. 2 Thy call I exult to obey, And come, in the spirit of prayer, Thy joy in that happiest day, Thy kingdom of glory, to share; To drink the pure river of bliss, With life everlasting o'erflow'd ; Implunged in the crystal abyss, And lost in the ocean of God. c. Wesley] HYMN 79. 8's. (18) 1 A FOUNTAIN of Life and of Grace J\. In Christ, our Redeemer, we see: For us. who his offers embrace, For all, it is open and free : DESCRIBING HELL. 81 Jehovah himself doth invite To drink of his pleasures unknown ; The streams of immortal delight, That flow from his heavenly throne. As soon as in him we believe, By faith of his Spirit we take ; And, freely forgiven, receive The mercy for Jesus' s sake : We gain a pure drop of his love ; The life of eternity know ; Angelical happiness prove ; And witness a heaven below. 6. DESCRIBING HELL. wesley.] HYMN 80. c. m. (22) 1 rpERRIBLE thought ! shall I alone, JL Who may be saved — shall I — Of all, alas ! whom I have known, Through sin for ever die ? 2 While all my old companions dear, With whom I once did live, Joyful at God's right hand appear, A blessing to receive : 3 Shall I, — amidst a ghastly band, — Dragg'd to the judgment seat, Far on the left with horror stand, My fearful doom to meet ? 4 Ah, no : — I still may turn and live, For still his wrath delays ; He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve, And offers me his grace. 5 1 will accept his offers now, From every sin depai-t, 82 PRAYING FOE A BLESSINGK Perform my oft-repeated vow, And render him my heart. 6 I will improve what I receive, The grace through Jesus given ; Sure, if with God on earth I live, To live with him in heaven. SECTION III. PRAYING FOR A BLESSING. tssley.] HYMN 81. 6-8's. (19) FATHER of omnipresent grace ! We seem agreed to seek thy face ; But every soul assembled here Doth naked in thy sight appear : Thou know'st who only hows the knee ; And who in heart approaches thee. Thy Spirit hath the difference made Betwixt the living and the dead ; Thou now dost into some inspire The pure, benevolent desire : O that even now thy powerful call May quicken and convert us all ! The sinners suddenly convince, O'erwhelm'd beneath their load of sins : To-day, while it is call'd to-day, Awake, and stir them up to pray, Their dire captivity to own, And from the iron furnace groan. Then, then acknowledge, and set free The people bought, 0 Lord, by thee, The sheep for whom their Shepherd bk. And break these hearts of stone ! 8 0 that we all might now begin Our foolishness to mourn ; And turn at once from every sin, And to our Saviour turn ! 3 Give us ourselves and thee to know, In this our gracious day ; Eepentance unto life bestow, And take our sins away. 4 Conclude us first in unbelief, And freely then release ; Fill every soul with sacred grief, And then with sacred peace. 5 Impoverish, Lord, and then relieve, And then enrich the poor ; The knowledge of our sickness give, The knowledge of our cure. 6 That blessed sense of guilt impart. And then remove the load ; Trouble, and wash the troubled heart \ In the atoning blood. 7 Our desperate state through sin declare, And speak our sins forgiven ; By perfect holiness prepare, And take us up to heaven. 88 PRAYING FOR A BLESSING. C. weslet.J HYMN 85. s. m. (12) 1 OPIFJT of Faith, come down, O Reveal the things of God ; And make to lis the Godhead known, And witness with the blood : 'Tis thine the blood to' apply, And give us eyes to see, Who did for every sinner die, Hath surely died for me. 2 No man can truly say That Jesus is the Lord, Unless thou take the veil away, And breathe the living word : Then, only then, we feel Our interest in his blood, And cry with joy unspeakable, " Thou art my Lord, my God ! " 3 0 that the world might know The all-atoning Lamb ! Spirit of Faith ! descend, and show The virtue of his name : The grace which all may find, The saving power impart ; And testify to all mankind. And speak in every heart. 4 Inspire the living faith, Which whosoe'er receives, The witness in himself he hath, And consciously believes ; The faith that conquers all, And doth the mountain move. And saves whoe'er on Jesus call, And perfects them in love. TRATING FOR A BLESSING. 87 D ttesley.] HYMN 86. 2-6's & 4-7's. (12) 1 QINNERS, your hearts lift up, O Partakers of your hope ! This, the day of Pentecost ; Ask, and ye shall all receive ; Surely now the Holy Ghost God to all that ask shall give. 2 Ye all may freely take The grace for Jesu's sake : He for every man hath diec* He for all hath risen again : Jesus now is glorified : Gifts he hath received for men. 3 He sends them from the skies On all his enemies : By his cross he now hath led Captive our captivity : We shall all be free indeed, Christ, the Son, shall make us free 4 Blessings on all he pours, In never-ceasing showers ; All he waters from above ; Offers all his joy and peace, Settled comfort, perfect love, Everlasting righteousness. 5 All may from him receive A power to turn and live ; Grace for every soul is free ; All may hear the' effectual call ; All the Light and Life may see ; All may feel he died for all. 6 Drop down in showers of love, Ye heavens, from above ! Righteousness, ye skies, pour down 1 Open, earth, and take it in ! Claim the Spirit for your own, Sinners, and be saved from sin ! 88 PHASING FOR A BLESSING. 7 Father, behold, we claim The gift in Jesu's Name ! Him, the promised Comforter, Into all our spirits pour ; Let him fix his mansion here, Come, and never leave us more ! Before Reading the Scriptures. c. Wesley.] HYMN 87. cm. (9.59) 1 /"10ME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, \J Let us thine influence prove ; Source of the old prophetic fire, Fountain of Light and Love. 2 Come, Holy Ghost, (for moved by thee The Prophets wrote and spoke,) Unlock the Truth, thyself the Key, Unseal the sacred Book. 3 Expand thy wings, celestial Dove, Brood o'er our nature's night : On our disorder' d spirits move, And let there now be light. 4 God, through himself, we then shall know, If thou within us shine ; And sound, with all thy saints below The depths of love divine. c. weslet.] HYMN 88. c. m. {9) 1 TJ1ATHER of all, in whom alone _t_ "We live, and move, and breathe, One bright, celestial ray dart down, And cheer thy sons beneath. 2 While in thy word we search for thee, (We search with trembling awe !) Open our eyes, and let us see The wonders of thy law. 3 Now let our darkness comprehend The light that shines so clear ; Now the revealing Spirit send, And give us ears to hear. PRAYING FOR A BLESHOfG. 89 4 Before us make thy goodness pass, Which here by faith we know ; Let us in Jesus see thy face, And die to all below. c.wesley.] HYMN 89. 6-8's. (18> 2 Tim. iii. 16, 17. 1 TNSPIRER of the ancient Seers, X Who wrote from thee the sacred page, The same through all succeeding years, To us, in our degenerate age, The Spirit of thy word impart, And breathe the Life into our heart. 2 While now thine oracles we read, With earnest prayer and strong desire, O let thy Spirit from thee proceed, Our souls to' awaken and inspire ; Our weakness help, our darkness chase, And guide us by the Light of Grace ! 3 Whene'er in error's paths we rove, The living God through sin forsake Our conscience by thy Word reprove. Convince and bring the wanderers back, Deep wounded by thy Spirit's sword, And then by Gilead's balm restored. 4 The sacred lessons of thy grace, Transmitted through thy Word, repeat ; And train us up in all thy ways, To make us in thy will complete; Fulfil thy love's redeeming plan, And bring us to a perfect man. 5 Furnish'd out of thy treasury, O may we always ready stand To help the souls redeem'd by thee, In what their various states demand ; To teach, convince, correct, reprove, And build them up in holiest love i DO DESCRIBING FORMAL RELIGION. n. wesley.] * HYMN 90. l. m. (11) Isa. xliv. 1 rpHUS saith the Lord of earth and heavenv JL The King of Israel and his God, Who hath for all a ransom given, And hought a guilty world with blood : " 1 am from all eternity ; To all eternity I am : There is none other God hut Me ; Jehovah is my glorious Name. 2 " The Rise and End, the First and Last, The Alpha and Omega I ; Who could, like me, ordain the past, Or who the tilings to come descry ? Foolish is all their strife, and vain, To' invade the property divine ; »Tis mine the work undone to' explain, To call the future now is mine. 3 " Fear not, my own peculiar race ; I have to thee my counsel show'd, The word of sure prophetic grace, And told thee all the mind of God. Ye are my witnesses, to you My name and nature are made known ; Ye only can your seal set to, That I am God, and God alone." PART II. CONVINCING SECTION I. DESCRD3ING FORMAL RELIGION. 3. wesley.] HYMN 91. c. m. m 1 T ONG have I seem'd to serve thee, Lord, I A With unavailing pain : Fasted, and pray'd, and read thy Word, And heard it preach'd in vain. DESCRIBING FORMAL RELIGION. 91 2 Oft did I with the' assembly join, And near thine altar drew ; A form of godliness Avas mine, The power I never knew. 3 I rested in the outward law ; Nor knew its deep design : The length and breadth 1 never saw, And height of love divine. 4 To please thee thus, at length I see, Vainly I hoped and strove : For what are outward things to thee, Unless they spring from love ? 5 I see the perfect law requires Truth in the inward parts ; Our full consent, our whole desires, Our undivided hearts. 0 But I of means have made my boast, Of means an idol made ; The spirit in the letter lost, The substance in the shade. 7 Where am I now, or what my hope ? What can my weakness do ? Jesus, to thee my soul looks up : 'Tis thou must make it new. $7 c. wesley.] HYMN 92. c. m. (9) TLL for thy lovingkindness, Lord. ~ in thy temple wait ; I look to find thee in thy word, Or at thy table meet. 2 Here, in thine own appointed ways, I wait to learn thy will : Silent I stand before thy face, And hear thee say, " Be still ! " 13 DESCRIBING FORMAL RELIGION, 3 "Be still! and know that I am God!"—' 'Tis all I live to know ; To feel the virtue of thy blood, And spread its praise below ! 4 I wait my vigour to renew, Thine image to retrieve, The veil of outward things pass through, And gasp in thee to live. 5 I work, and own the labour vain, And thus from works I cease : I strive, and see my fruitless pain, Till God create my peace. 6 Fruitless, till thou thyself impart, Must all my efforts prove ; They cannot change a sinful heart ; They cannot purchase love. 7 I do the things thy laws enjoin, And then the strife give o'er ; To thee I then the whole resign ; I trust in means no more. 8 I trust in him who stands between The Father's wrath and me : Jesu, thou great eternal Mean, I look for all from thee ! 5. wesley.J HYMN 93. s. r.f. (55) 1 1\/|"Y gracious, loving Lord, JLYJL To thee what shall I say ? Well may I tremble at thy word, And scarce presume to pray. Ten thousand wants have I ; Alas ! I all things want ; But thou hast bid me always cry, And never, never faint. DESCRIBING FORMAL RELIGION. 93 2 Yet, Lord, well might I fear, Fear even to ask thy grace ; ►So oft have I, alas ! drawn near, And mock'd thee to thy face : With all pollutions stain'd, Thy hallow' d courts 1 trod : Thy name and temple I profaned, And dared to call thee God ! 5 Nigh with my lips I drew ; My lips were all unclean : Thee with my heart I never knew ; My heart was full of sin : Far from the living Lord, As far as hell from heaven, Thy purity I still ahhorr'd, Nor look'd to he forgiven. 4 My nature I obey'd ; My own desires pursued ; And still a den of thieves I made The hallow'd house of God. The worship he approves To him I would not pay : My selfish ends, and creature-loves, Had stole my heart away. 5 My sin and nakedness I studied to disguise, Spoke to my soul a flattering peace, And put out my own eyes : In fig-leaves I appear'd, Nor with my form would part ; But still retain'd a conscience sear'c A hard, deceitful heart. 6 A goodly, formal saint I long appear'd in sight : By self and Satan taught to paint My tomb, my nature, white. 04 DESCRIBING FORMAL RELIGION The Pharisee within Still undisturbed remain'd; The strong man, ann'd with guilt of sin, Safe in his palace reign'd. 7 But O ! the jealous God In my behalf came down ; Jesus himself the stronger show'd, And claim'd me for his own. My spirit he alarm'd, And brought into distress ; He shook and bound the strong man arm'd In his self- righteousness. 8 Faded my virtuous show, My form without the power ; The sin-convincing Spirit blew, And blasted every flower : My mouth was stopp'd, and shame Cover'd my guilty face : I fell on the atoning Lamb, And I was saved by grace. o. wesley.] HYMN 94. c. m. (18) 1 r|lHE men who slight thy faithful word, _1_ In their own lies confide, These are the temple of the Lord, And Heathens all beside ! 2 The temple of the Lord are these, The only church and true, Who live in pomp, and wealth, and ease, And Jesus never knew. 3 0 wonld'st thou, Lord, reveal their sins, And turn their joy to grief; The world, the Christian world, convince Of damning unbelief! i The formalists confound, convert, And to thy people join ; And break, and fill the broken heart With confidence divine i 95 SECTION II. DESCRIBING INWARD RELIGION. c. WESLEY.] HYMN 95. l. m. (9) 1 A UTHOR of faith, eternal Word, A Whose Spirit breathes the active flame ; Faith, like its Finisher and Lord, To-day, as yesterday the same : 2 To thee onr humble hearts aspire, And ask the gift unspeakable : Increase in us the kindled fire, In us the work of faith fulfil. 3 By faith we know thee strong to save : (Save us, a present Saviour thou !) Whate'er we hope, by faith we have, Future and past subsisting now. 4 To him that in thy name believes, Eternal life with thee is given ; Into himself he all receives, Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 5 The things unknown to feeble sense, Unseen by reason's glimmering ray, With strong, commanding evidence, Their heavenly origin display. 6 Faith lends its realizing light, The clouds disperse, the shadows fly ; The' Invisible appears in sight, And God is seen by mortal eye. c.wesley.] HYMN 96. s. m. (11) 1 TTOW can a sinner know _LX His sins on earth forgiven ? How can my gracious Saviour show My name inscribed in heaven ? What we have felt and seen, With confidence we tell ; And publish to the sons of men The sigm infallible. >6 DESCRIBING INWARD RELIGICK. 2 We who in Christ believe That he for us hath died, We all his unknown peace receive, And feel his blood applied ; Exults our rising soul, Disburden' d of her load, And swells unutterably full Of glory and of God. 3 His love, surpassing far The love of all beneath, We find within our hearts, and dare The pointless darts of death. Stronger than death and hell, The mystic power we prove ; And, conquerors of the world, we dwell., In heaven, who dwell hi Love. 4 We by his Spirit prove And know the things of God, The things which freely of his love He hath on us bestow'd : His Spirit to us he gave, And dwells in us, we know : The witness in ourselves we have, And all its fruits we show. 5 The meek and lowly heart That in our Saviour was, To us his Spirit doth impart, And signs us with his cross : Our nature's turn'd, our mind Transform'd in all its powers ; And both the witnesses are join'd, The Spirit of God with ours. 6 Whate'er our pardoning Lord Commands, we gladly do : And, guided by his sacred Word, We all his steps pursue. DESCRIBING INWARD RELIGION. 97 His glory our design, We live our God to please ; And rise, with filial fear divine, To perfect holiness. wesley.] * HYMN 97. 8'g & 6's. (15 1 nPHOU great mysterious God unknown, X Whose love hath gently led me on, Even from mine infant days ; Mine inmost soul expose to view, And tell me, if I ever knew Thy justifying grace. 2 If I have only known thy fear, And follow 'd, with a heart sincere, Thy drawings from ahove ; Now, now the further grace bestow, And let my sprinkled conscience know Thy sweet forgiving love. 3 Sbort of thy love I would not stop, A stranger to the gospel hope, The sense of sin forgiven ; I would not, Lord, my soul deceive, Without the inward witness live, That antepast of heaven. 4 If now the witness were in me, Would he not testify of thee In Jesus reconciled ? And should I not with faith draw nigh, And boldly, Abba, Father, cry, And know myself thy child ? 6 Whate'er obstructs thy pardoning love,- Or sin, or righteousness, — remove, Thy glory to display ; Mine heart of unbelief convince, And now absolve me from my sins, And take them all away. 8& PRAYING FOR REPENTANCE. 6 Father, in me reveal thy Son, And to mine inmost soul make known How merciful thou art : The secret of thy love reveal, And hy thine hallowing Spirit dwell For ever in my heart ! c.wesley.] HYMN 98. 7's & 6's. (18) Eccles. vii. 29. 1 TTPRIGHT, both in heart and will, \J We by our God were made ; But we turn'd from good to ill, And o'er the creature stray'd ; Multiplied our wandering thought, Which first was fix'd on God alone; In ten thousand objects sought The bliss we lost in one. 2 From our own inventions vain Of fancied happiness, Draw us to thyself again, And bid our wanderings cease ; Jesus, speak our souls restored, By Love's divine simplicity Reunited to our Lord, And wholly lost in thee ! PART III SECTION I. PRAYING FOR REPENTANCE. c.wesley.] HYMN 99. 6-8's. (1,11) 1 T^ATHER of lights, from whom proceeds Jl Whate'er thy every creature needs, Whose goodness, providently nigh, Feeds the young ravens when they cry ; To thee I look : my heart prepare ; Suggest, and hearken to my prayer. PRAYING FOK REPENTANCE. 99 2 Since by thy light myself I see Naked, and poor, and void of thee, Thy eyes must all my thoughts' survey, Preventing what my lips would say ; Thou seest my wants, for help they call, And, ere I speak, thou know'st them all. 3 Thou know'st the baseness of my mind, Wayward, and impotent, and blind ; Thou know'st how unsubdued my will, Averse from good, and prone to ill ; Thou know'st how wide my passions rove, Nor check'd by fear, nor charm'd by love i 4 Fain would I know, as known by thee, And feel the indigence I see ; Fain would I all my vileness own. And deep beneath the burden groan ; Abhor the pride that lurks within, Detest and loathe myself and sin. 5 Ah ! give me, Lord, myself to feel ; My total misery reveal : Ah ! give me, Lord, (I still would say,) A heart to mourn, a heart to pray : My business this, my only care, My life, my every breath, be prayer ! C. WESLEY.] HYMN 100. D. L. M. (1,11) 1 "TESUS, my Advocate above, tf My Friend before the Throne of Love ; If now for me prevails thy prayer, If now I find thee pleading there ; If thou the secret wish convey, And sweetly prompt my heart to pray ; Hear, and my weak petitions join, Almighty Advocate, to thine ! 2 Fain would I know my utmost ill, And groan my nature's weight to feel : 100 PRATING FOR REPENTANCE, To feel the clouds that round me roll, The night that hangs upon my soul, The darkness of my carnal mind, My will perverse, my passions blind, Scatter'd o'er all the earth abroad, Immeasurably far from God ! 3 Jesu, my heart's desire obtain ; My earnest suit present, and gain ; My fulness of corruption show, The knowledge of myself bestow ; A deeper displacence at sin, A sharper sense of hell within, A stronger struggling to get free, A keener appetite for thee ! 4 0 sovereign Love, to thee I cry ; Give me thyself, or else I die ; Save me from death ; from hell set free ! Death, hell, are but the want of thee. Quicken'd by thy imparted flame, Saved, when possess'd of thee, I am ; My life, my only heaven thou art ; 0 might I feel thee in my heart ! c.wesley.] HYMN 101. 6-7s. («3) 1 O AVIOUR, Prince of Israel's race, O See me from thy lofty throne ; Give the sweet relenting grace, Soften this obdurate stone ! Stone to flesh, O God, convert ; Cast a look, and break my heart ! 2 By thy Spirit, Lord, reprove, All my inmost sins reveal ; Sins against thy light and love Let me see, and let me feel ; Sins that crucified my God, Spilt again thy precious blood. PRAYING FOR REPENTANCE. iOl 3 Jesu, seek thy wandering sheep, Make me restless to return : Bid me look on thee and weep, Bitterly as Peter mourn, Till I say, by grace restored, " Now, thou know'st I love thee, Lord ! '' 4 Might I in thy sight appear. As the Publican distrcst ; Stand, not daring to draw near ; Smite on my unworthy breast • Groan the sinner's only plea, " God be merciful to me." 5 0 remember me for good, Passing through the mortal vale ; Show me the atoning blood, When my strength and spirit fail ; Give my gasping soul to see Jesus crucified for me ! c.wesley.] HYMN 102. s. sl (11) 1 r\ THAT I could repent, V_/ With all my idols part, And to thy gracious eyes present A humble, contrite heart : A heart with grief opprest, For having grieved my God, A troubled heart, that cannot rest, Till sprinkled with thy blood. 2 Jesus, on me bestow The penitent desire ; With true sincerity of woe My aching breast inspire : With softening pity look, And melt my hardness down ; Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, And break this heart of stone 1 102 PRAYING FOR REPENTANCE. c. wesley* HYMN 103. *.m. (J 3) 1 f\ THAT I could revere V_7 My much-offended God ! O that I could but stand in fear Of thy afflicting rod ! If mercy cannot draw, Thou by thy threatenings move ; And keep an abject soul in awe, That will not yield to love. 2 Show me the naked sword, Impending o'er my head : 0 let me tremble at thy word, And to my ways take heed ; "With sacred horror fly From every sinful snare ; Nor ever, in my Judge's eye, My Judge's anger dare. 3 Thou great tremendous God, The conscious awe impart ; Tbe grace be now on me bestow'd, The tender fleshly heart : For Jesu's sake alone, The stony heart remove ; And melt, at last, 0 melt me down, Into the mould of Love ! c. wesley.] HYMN 104. cm. (18) 2 Kings xxii. 19, 20. 1 /~\ FOR that tenderness of heart, \J Which bows before the Lord, Acknowledging how just thou art, And trembles at thy word ! 0 for those humble, contrite tears, Which from repentance flow ; That consciousness of guilt, whioh fears The long-suspended blow 1 ? Saviour, to me in pity give The sensible distress ; VKAYING FOE REPENTANCE. 103 The pledge thou wilt, at last, receive, And bid me die in peace : Wilt from the dreadful day remove, Before the evil come ; My spirit hide with saints above, My body in the tomb. WESLEY.] HYMN 105. s.m. (12) 1 /~\ THAT I could repent ; U 0 that I could believe . Thou by thy voice the marble rent, The rock in sunder cleave ! Thou, by thy two-edged sword, My soul and spirit part ; Strike with the hammer of thy word, And break my stubborn heart 1 2 Saviour, and Prince of Peace, The double grace bestow : Unloose the bands of wickedness, And let the captive go : Grant me my shis to feel, And then the load remove ; Wound, and pour in, my wounds to heal, The balm of pardoning love. 3 For thy own mercy's sake, The cursed thing remove; And into thy protection take The prisoner of thy love: In every trying hour, Stand by my feeble soul ; And screen me from my nature's power, Till thou hast made me whole. & This is thy will, I know, That I should holy be, Should let my sin this moment go, This moment turn to thee : LU* PRAYING FOR REPENTANCE O might I now embrace Thy all-sufficient power ; And never more to sin give place, And never grieve thee more. 3.WESLET.J HYMN 106. 7'b&6's. (11) I TESU, let thy pitying eye fj Call back a wandering sheep ! False to thee, like Peter, I Would fain, like Peter, weep : Let me be by grace restored, On me be all long-suffering shown ; Turn, and look upon me. Lord, And break my heart of stone. } Saviour, Prince, enthroned above, Repentance to impart, Give me, through thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart : Give, what I have long implored, A portion of thy grief unknown ; Turn, &c. J For thine own compassion's sake, The gracious wonder show; Cast my sins behind thy back, And wash me white as snow : If thy bowels now are stirr'd, If now I would myself bemoan, Turn, &c. 1 See me, Saviour, from above, Nor suffer me to die : Life, and happiness, and love, Drop from thy gracious eye : Speak the reconciling word, And let thy mercy melt me down ; Turn, &© 5 Look, as when thine eye pursued The first apostate man, Saw him weltering in his blo>d, And bade him rise again • PRAYING FOR REPENTANCE. 105 Speak my paradise restored, Redeem me by thy grace alone ; Turn, &c 6 Look, as when thy pity saw Thine own, in a strange land, Forced to' obey the tyrant's law, And feel his heavy hand : Speak the soul-redeeming word, And out of Egypt call thy son ; Turn, &c 7 Look, as when thy grace beheld The harlot in distress, Dried her tears, her pardon seal'd, And bade her go in peace ; Vile, like her, and self-abhorr'd, I at thy feet for mercy groan: Turn, &c. 8 Look, as when thy languid eye Was closed, that we might live ! " Father," (at the point to die, My Saviour gasp'd,) " forgive ! " Surely, with that dying word, He turns, and looks, and cries, '"Tis done!" 0 my bleeding, loving Lord, Thou break'st my heart of stone ! c. weslet.] * HYMN 107. l.m. (11) Isa. lxi. 1, Ac. 1 rriHE Spirit of the Lord our God, X (Spirit of Power, and Health, and Love.) The Father hath on Christ bestow'd, And sent him from his throne above : 2 Prophet, and Priest, and King of Peace, Anointed to declare his will, To minister his pardoning grace, And every sin-sick soul to heal. 108 FOR MOURNERS 3 Sinners, obey the heavenly call ; Your prison-doors stand open -wide ; Go forth, for he hath ransom'd all. For every soul of man hath died. 4 'Tis his the drooping soul to raise, To rescue all by sin opprest, To clothe them with the robes of praise. And give their weary spirits rest : I To help their grovelling unbelief, Beauty for ashes to confer, The oil of joy for abject grief, Triumphant joy for sad despair. t To make them trees of righteousness, The planting of the Lord below, To spread the honour of his grace, And on to full perfection grow. SECTION II. FOR MOURNERS CONVINCED OF SIN. c Vesley.] HYMN 108. cm. (1,37) 3 T^NSLAVED to sense, to pleasure prone, JlJ Fond of created good ; Father, our helplessness we own, And trembling taste our food. 2 Trembling, we taste ; for, ah ! no more To thee the creatures lead : Changed, they exert a baneful power, And poison while they feed. 3 Cursed for the sake of wretched man, They now engross him whole ; With pleasing force on earth detain, And sensualize his soul. CONVINCED OF SIJr. 107 H Grov'lling on earth we still must lie, Till Christ the curse repeal ; Till Christ, descending from on high, Infected nature heal. b Come, then, our heavenly Adam, come Thy healing influence give : ' Hallow our food, reverse our doom, And bid us eat, and live ! 6 The bondage of corruption break ; For this our spirits groan ; Thy only will we fain would seek, 0 save us from our own ! 7 Turn the full stream of nature's tide ; Let all our actions tend To thee their Source ; thy love the guide, Thy glory be the end. 8 iarth then a scale to heaven shall be ; Sense shall point out the road ; The creatures all shall lead to thee, And all we taste be God. c. wesley.] HYMN 109. 7's&6's. (27,37) Bom. iii. 17. 1 XITKETCHED, helpless, and distrest, VV Ah ! whither shall I fly ? Ever gasping after rest, 1 cannot find it nigh : Naked, sick, and poor, and blind, Fast bound in sin and misery, Friend of sinners, let me find My help, my all, in thee ! S I am all unclean, unclean, Thy purity I want ; My whole heart is sick of sin, And my whole head is fai»t ; 108 FOR MOURNERS Full of putrefying sores, Of bruises, and of wounds, my sou! Looks to Jesus, help implores, And gasps to be made whole. 3 In the wilderness I stray, My foolish heart is blind , Nothing do I know ; the way Of peace I cannot find : Jesu, Lord, restore my sight, And take, 0 take the veil away ; Turn my darkness into light, My midnight into day. 4 Naked of thine image, Lord, Forsaken, and alone, Unrenew'd, and unrestored, 1 have not thee put on : Over me thy mantle spread, Send down thy likeness from above j Let thy goodness be display'd, And wrap me in thy love. 5 Poor, alas ! thou know'st I am, And would be poorer still ; See my nakedness and shame, And all my vileness feel : No good thing in me resides, My soul is all an aclnng void, Till thy Spirit here abides, And I am fill'd with God. (3 Jesus, full of truth and grace, In thee is all I want ; Be the wanderer's resting-place, A cordial to the faint : Make me rich, for I am poor; In thee may I my Eden find ; To the dying health restoi-e, And eye-sight to the Vinci t CONVINCED OP SIN. 109 7 Clothe me with thy holiness, Thy meek humility; . Put on me thy glorious dress, Endue my soul with thee ; Let thine image be restored, Thy name and nature let me prove , With thy fulness fill me, Lord, And perfect me in love. c. wesley. J HYMN 110. 7's&6's. (27,58; i TESUS, Friend of sinners, hear, fj Yet once again I pray : From my debt of sin set clear, For I have nought to pay : Speak, O speak, the kind release, A poor backsliding soul restore ; Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. 2 For my selfishness and pride, Thou hast withdrawn thy grace ; Left me long to wander wide, An outcast from thy face ; But I now my sins confess, And mercy, mercy, I implore : Love, &c- 3 Though my sins as mountains rise, And swell and reach to heaven, Mercy is above the skies, I may be still forgiven : Infinite my sins' increase, But greater is thy mercy's store : Love, &o * Sin's deceitfulness hath spread A hardness o'er my heart ; But if thou thy Spirit shed, The stouy shall depart : 110 FOR MOURNERS Shed thy love, thy tenderness, [&c. And let me feel th}r softening power ; Love, 5 From the' oppressive power of sin My struggling spirit free ; Perfect righteousness bring in, Unspotted purity : Speak, and all this war shall cease, And sin shall give its raging o'er ; Love, 8cc S For this only thing I pray, And this will I require, Take the power of sin away, Fill me with chaste desire ; Perfect me in holiness ; Thine image to my soul restore ; Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. 3. WESLEY.] * HYMN 111. L.M. (11) Isa. li. 1—4. 1 npHUS saith the Lord ! Who seek the Lam*,; JL Who follow after righteousnesss ; Look to the Rock from whence ye came, The Father of the faithful race. 2 Children of faithful Abraham, these, Who dare expect salvation here : The Lord shall give them gospel peace, And all his hopeless mourners cheer : 3 Shall soon his fallen Sion raise, Her waste and desolate places build ; Pour out the Spirit of his grace, And make her wilds a fruitful field. 4 The ban-en souls shall be restored ; The desert all renew'd shall rise ; Bloom as the garden of the Lord, A fair terrestrial naradise. CONVINCED OP SIN 111 5 Gladness and joy shall there be found, Thanksgiving, and the voice of praise ; The voice of melody shall sound. And evexy heart be fill'd with grace. 6 A law shall soon from him proceed, A living, life-infusing Word ; The Truth that makes you free indeed, The' eternal Spirit of your Lord. 7 His mercy he will cause to rest, Where all may see their sins forgiven ; May rise, no more by guilt opprest, And bless the light that leads to heaven. c.wesley.] HYMN 112. 7's&6's. (55) The Good Samaritan. Luke x. 80. 1 VITOE is me ! what tongue can tell YY My sad afflicted state ! Who my anguish can reveal, Or all my woes relate ! Fallen among thieves I am, And they have robb'd me of my God • Turn'd my glory into shame, And left me in my blood. 2 0 thou good Samaritan ! In thee is all my hope ; Only thou canst succour man, And raise the fallen up : Hearken to my dying cry ; My wounds compassionately see ; Me, a sinner, pass not by, Who gasp for help to thee. 3 Still thou journey'st where 1 am, And still thy bowels move : 112 FOE MOURNERS Pity is with thee the same, And all thy heart is love ; Stoop to a poor sinner, stoop, And let thy healing grace abound; Heal my bruises, and bind up My spirit's every wound. 4 Saviour of my soul, draw nigh, In mercy haste to me ; At the point of death I lie, And cannot come to thee ; Now thy kind relief afford, The wine and oil of grace pour in ; Good Physician ! speak the word, And heal my soul of sin. 5 Pity to my dying cries Hath drawn thee from above ; Hovering over me, with eyes Of tenderness and love, Now, ev'n now, I see thy face ; The balm of Gilead I receive : Thou hast saved me by thy grace, And bade the sinner live. 6 Surely now the bitterness Of second death is past ; O my Life, my Righteousness ! On thee my soul is cast ; Thou hast brought me to thine inn, And I am of thy promise sure ; Thou shalt cleanse me from all sin, And all my sickness cure. t Perfect, then, the work begun, And make the sinner whole : All thy will on me be done, My body, spirit, soul: COHVINCEL OF SIX. 113 Still preserve me safe from harms, And kindly for thy patient care ; Take me, Jesus, to thine arms, And keep me ever there. C Wesley.] HYMN 113. 6-8's. (55] Gen. xxxii. 24—32. 1 /"\ THOU, whom fain my soul would love, \J Whom I would gladly die to know ; This veil of unbelief remove, And show me all thy goodness, show : Jesus, thyself in me reveal, Tell me thy name, thy nature tell. 2 Hast thou been with me, Lord, so long, Yet thee, my Lord, have I not known ? I claim thee with a faltering tongue ; I pray thee in a feeble groan, Tell me, O tell me, who thou art, And speak thy name into my heart ! 3 If now thou talkest by the way With such an abject worm as me, Thy mystery of grace display ; Open mine eyes that I may see ; That I may understand thy word, And now cry out, — " It is the Lord ! " c. weslet.] HYMN 114. 6-8's. (9) Gen. viii. 9. 1 TESUS, in whom the weary find fj Their late, but permanent repose, Physician of the sin- sick mind, Relieve my wants, assuage my woes ; And let my soul on thee be cast, Till life's fierce tyranny be past. 114 FOR MOURNERS 2 Loosed from my God, and far remo-ved, Long have I wander'd to and fro ; O'er earth in endless circles roved, Nor found whereon to rest below : Back to my God at last I fly, For 0, the waters still are high ! 3 Selfish pursuits, and nature's maze, The things of earth for thee I leave j Put forth thy hand, thy hand of grace ; Into the ark of love receive ! Take this poor fluttering soul to rest, And lodge it, Saviour, in thy breast ! 4 Fill with inviolable peace, 'Stablish and keep my settled heart ; In thee may all ray wanderings cease, From thee no more may I depart ; Thy utmost goodness call'd to prove, Loved with an everlasting love ! c, wesley.] HYMN 115. 7's&6's. (55) L ET the world their virtue boast, Their works of righteousness ; I, a wretch, undone and lost, Am freely saved by grace : Other title I disclaim ; This, only this, is all my plea : I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. Happy they whose joys abound, Like Jordan's swelling stream, Who their heaven in Christ have found; And give the praise to him : Meanest follower of the Lamb, His steps I at a distance see ; I the chief sinners am, But Jesus died for ivj. CONVINCED OP SIN. 115 I, like Gideon's fleece, am found Unwater'd still, and dry, While the dew on all around Falls plenteous from the sky : Yet my Lord I cannot blame, The Saviour's grace for all is free; I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 4 Surely he will lift me up, For I of him have need I cannot give up my hope, Though I am cold and dead : To bring fire on earth he came ; 0 that it now might kindled be ! I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 5 Jesus, thou for me hast died, And thou in me wilt live ; I shall feel thy death applied, 1 shall thy life receive : Yet, when melted in the flame Of love, this shall be all my plea : I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. V. wesley.] HYMN 116. 6-7's. (11] 1 C< AVIOUR, cast a pitying eye, O Bid my sins and sorrows end : Whither should a sinner fly ? Art not thou the sinner's Friend ? Rest in thee I gasp to find, Wretched I, and poor, and blind. 118 FOR MOURNERS 2 Didst thou ever see a soul More in need of help than mine ? Then refuse to make me whole ; Then withhold the balm divine : But if I do want thee most, Come, and seek, and save the lost. 3 Haste, O haste, to my i-elief ; From the iron furnace take ; Rid me of my sin and grief, For thy love and mercy's sake ; Set my heart at liberty, Show forth all thy power in me. 4 Me, the vilest of the race, Most unholy, most unclean ; Me, — the farthest from thy face, Full of misery and sin ; Me with arms of love receive, Me, of sinners chief, forgive. 5 Jesus, on thine only name For salvation I depend ! In thy gracious hands I am, Save me, save me to the end ; Let the utmost grace be giveri, Save me quite from hell to heaven. D. WESLEY.] HYMN 117. cm. (UJ 1 f^i OD is in this and every place ; \JC But, O, how dark and void To me ! — 'Tis one great wilderness, This earth without my God. 2 Empty of Him who all things fills, Till he his light impart, Till he his glorious self reveals, The veil is on my heart. CONVINC£D OF SIN. 117 3 O thou, who seest and know'st my grief, Thyself unseen, unknown, Pity my helpless unbelief, And take away the stone. 4 Regard me with a gracious eye, The long-sought blessing give ; And bid me, at the point to die, Behold thy face and live. 5 Now, Jesus, now, the Father's love Shed in my heart abroad ; The middle wall of sin remove, And let me into God. c. wesley.] HYMN 118. 8's&6's. (11) 1 A UTHOR of faith, to thee I cry, JTJL To thee, who ^ould'st not have me die, But know the truth and live : Open mine eyes to see thy face, Work in my heart the saving grace, The life eternal give. 2 Shut up in unbelief T groan, And blindly serve a God unknown, Till thou the veil remove : The gift unspeakable impart, And write thy name upon my heart, And mauifest thy love- 8 I know the work is only thine, The gift of faith is all divine ; But, if on thee we call, Thou wilt the benefit bestow, And give us hearts to feel and know That thou hast died for all. 118 TOR MOUENKKS 4 Thou birid'st us knock and enter in, Come unto thee, and rest from sin, The blessing seek and find : Thou bidd'st ns ask thy grace and have : Thou canst, thou would'st, this moment sav$ Both me and all mankind. 5 Be it according to thy word ! Now let me find my pardoning Lord ; Let what I ask he given ; The bar of unbelief remove, Open the door of faith and love, And take me into heaven 1 S. WESLEY.] * HYMN 119. CM. (15) Before Private Prayer. 1 TjlATHER of Jesus Christ, my Lord, JL. I humbly seek thy face ; Encouraged by the Saviour's word To ask thy pardoning grace. 2 Entering into my closet, I The busy world exclude : In secret prayer for mercy cry, And groan to be renew'd. 3 Far from the paths of men, to thee I solemnly retire ; See, thou who dost in secret see, And grant my heart's desire. 4 Thy grace I languish to receive, The Spirit of love and power ; Blameless before thy face to live, To live and sin no more. 5 Fain would I all thy goodness fecl; And know my sins forgiven ; And do on earth thy perfect will, As angels do in heaven. CONVINCED OF SIN. 119 6 0 Father, glorify thy Son, And grant what I require : For Jesu's sake the gift send down, And answer me by fire. 7 Kindle the flame of love within, Which may to heaven ascend ; And now the work of grace begin, Which shall in glory end. c. weslet.] * HYMN 120. 6-8's. (39) 1 /COMFORT, ye ministers of grace, \y Comfort my people, saith your God ! Ye soon shall see his smiling face, His golden sceptre, not his rod ; And own, when now the cloud's removed, He only chasten' d whom he loved. 2 Who sow in tears, in joy shall reap ; The Lord shall comfort all that mourn ; Who now go on their way and weep, With joy they doubtless shall return, And bring their sheaves with vast increase, And have their fruit to holiness. c.wesley.] HYMN 121. 6-8's. (18) Gen. i. 1—3. 1 T^XPAND thy wings, celestial Dove, JUi And, brooding o'er my nature's night Call forth the ray of heavenly love ; L,et there in my dark soul be light ; And fill the' illustrated abyss With glorious beams of endless bliss. t " Let there be light," again command, And light there in our hearts shall be ; We then through faith shall understand Thy great mysterious Majesty ; And, by the shining of thy grace, Behold in Christ thy glorious face. 120 *'OR MOURNERS 3 Father of everlasting grace, Be mindful of thy changeless word ; We worship toward that Holy Place, In which thou dost thy name record, Dost make thy gracious nature known, That living Temple of thy Son. 4 Thou dost with sweet complacence see The temple fill'd with light divine ; And art thou not well pleased with me, Who, turning to that heavenly shrine, Through Jesus to thy throne apply, Through Jesus for acceptance cry ? 5 With all who for redemption groan, Father, in Jesu's name I pray ! And still we cry and. wrestle on, Till mercy take our sins away : Hear from thy dwelling-place in heaven, And now pronounce our sins forgiven. c.weslev.J HYMN 122. 8's&6's. (19) 1 f~\ THOU who hast our sorrows borne, \_7 Help us to look on thee and mourn, On thee whom we have slain ; Have pierced a thousand, thousand times, And, by reiterated crimes, Renew'd thy mortal pain. 2 Vouchsafe us eyes of faith to see The Man transfix' d on Calvary, To knoAv thee, who thou art, The One Eternal God and True ! And let the sight affect, subdue, And break my stubborn heart. 3 Lover of souls, to rescue mine, Keveal the charity divine, That suffer'd in my stead ; CONVINCED OP SIN. 121 That nwde thy soul a sacrifice, And quench'd in death those flaming eyes, And bow'd that sacred head. 4 The veil of unbelief remove, And by thy manifested love, And by thy sprinkled blood, Destroy the love of sin hi me, And get thyself the victory, And bring me back to God. 5 Now let thy dying love constrain My soul to love its God again, Its God to glorify : And, lo ! I come thy cross to share, Echo thy sacrificial prayer, And with my Saviour die ! wesley.] HYMN 123. cm. (19) 1 T ET the redeem' d give thanks and praiay 1 A To a forgiving God ! My feeble voice I cannot raise, Till wash'd in Jesu's blood: 2 Till, at thy coming from above, My mountain-sins depart, And fear gives place to filial love, And peace o'erflows my heart. 3 Pris'ner of hope, I still attend The' appearance of my Lord, These endless doubts and fears to ecd, And speak my soul restored : 4 Restored by reconciling grace ; With present pardon blest ; And fitted by true holiness For my eternal rest. 122 FOR MOURNERS 5 The peace which man can ne'er conceive, The love and joy unknown, Now, Father, to thy servant give, And claim me for thine own. 6 My God, in Jesus pacified, My God, thyself declare, And draw me to his open side, And plunge the sinner there ! c. weslev.] HYMN 124. 8's & 6's. (19) 1 f\ THAT I, fivSt of love possess'd, \_/ With my Redeemer's presence bless'd, Might his salvation see ! Before thou dost my soul require, Allow me, Lord, my heart's desire, And show thyself to me. 2 Appear my sanctuary from sin : Open thine arms, and take me in ; In thy own presence hide : Hide in the place where Moses stood, And show me now the face of God, My Father pacified. 3 What but thy manifested grace, Can guilt, and fear, and sorrow chase, The cause of grief destroy ? Thy mercy makes salvation sure, Makes all my heart and nature pure, And fills with hallow'd joy. 4 Come quickly, Lord, the veil remove I Pass, as a God of pardoning love, Before my ravish'd eyes ; And when I in thy person see Jehovah's glorious majesty, I find mv Paradise. CONVINCED OP SIN. 123 c. wesley.] HYMN 125. cm. (19) 1 f\ THAT I could my Lord receive. U Who did the world redeem ; Who gave his life, that I might live A life conceal'd in him 1 2 0 that I could the blessing prove, My heart's extreme desire : Live happy in my Saviour's love, And in his arms expire ! 3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace, That, kept by mercy's power, I may from every evil cease, And never grieve thee more ! 4 Now, if thy gracious will it be, Even now, my sins remove ; And set my soul at liberty, By thy victorious love. 5 In answer to ten thousand prayers, Thou pardoning God, descend! Number me with salvation's heirs, My sins and troubles end ! 6 Nothing I ask or want beside, Of all in earth or heaven, But let me feel thy blood applied, 9 And live and die forgiven. c.wesley.] HYMN 126 l. m. (18) Judges vii. 2 ; Job xl. 4. 1 ^T^OO strong I was to conquer sin, X When 'gainst it first I turn'd my face; Nor knew my want of power within, Nor k^ew the' omnipotence of grace. 124 FOR MOURNERS 2 In nature's strength I sought in vain For what my God refused to give : I could not then the mastery gain, Or lord of all my passions live. 3 But, for the glory of thy name, Vouchsafe me now the victory : Weakness itself thou know'st I am, And cannot share the praise with theo. i Because I now can nothing do, Jesus, do all the work alone ; And bring my soul triumphant through, To wave its palm before thy throne. 5 Great God, unknown, invisible, Appear, my confidence to' abase ; To make me all my vileness feel, And blush at my own righteousness. 6 Thy glorious face in Christ display, That, silenced by thy mercy's power, My mouth I in the dust may lay, And never boast or murmur more. c. Wesley.] HYMN 127. l. m. (9) Micah vi. 6,